For the last 3 weeks I have more or less been cocooned in my home enjoying the bliss that was time off work with no real significant commitments. Sure the holiday season came and went, Christmas included some lovely family time, which is always a treat. Even New Years passed me by without my ever leaving the cozy comfort of my favourite gaming chair, happily killing douche waffles to pass the time.
But this all changes tonight. Or tomorrow, well, actually later today but since I'm a night owl I am a little hazy on the timelines. Regardless, when I awake from this last blissful slumber, I will have to drag my sorry ass out the door and rejoin the working world. Balls.
Looking back, I may have kind of been dreading this day ever since my last gig ended.
On the upside, it is only 1 day. 1 day of helping my Father with an installation of somebody's kitchen renovation. Something I used to do alot of, but not something I have done for what feels like an incredibly long time. While I am certain that I still have the required skill set, and fully intend to continue my close relationship with all 10 of my fingers, I can't help feeling a little like I am stuck in a viscious circle. Like it's time to get a real job and worry about paying bills, and all of the other adult concerns that come of being a responsible parent.
Oh well, ultimately it's only 1 day.
And then it's only 3 sleeps till Vegas baby!
