I don't know whether to scratch my watch or wind my ass. I think Dolly Parton may have said that line in the classic movie, "Rhinestone."
Anyway, my whole work schedule thing is whacked out. While I'm still technically laid off from my job in Cascade, I've got scads of little projects to do for some of the departments at our Boise office. I'll put in something like 20 hours this week, then I've got two full weeks of work starting next week.
In the meantime, I am on the short list for that job that I applied for before leaving Cascade. I haven't heard back from another place on a job announcement that closed today, but that's to be expected. I need to tailor my application this weekend to fit another vacancy announcement, and there is yet another position on the horizon that probably won't be advertised for another month or so.
Not that I expect any of you to remember or keep track of any of that. But I'm starting to get myself into a panicky mode, because my employers in Cascade want me back to work in the first week or two of April. Unless I find another permanent job between now and then, I'm going to have to drive up there, work 40 hours, then drive home. (It will take about four days to realistically accomplish that.) Obviously, I'd a lot rather find a job.
Bleah.