Sent out resumes. Ran a buttload of errands. Painted. Juggled simultaneous phone calls and emails from my WSDOT relocation specialist, the gallery owner about the show that opens next week and a woman from the personnel agency about a new job, beginning as temporary with a very real possibility of becoming permanent.
I thought I was going to start work tomorrow, but due to WSDOT stuff and the show stuff, tomorrow will be filled with more running around to complete details for both, including a show statement to write as well as continue working on a draft for my appeal to DOT. So I'll begin work on Wednesday.
This position has much of my wish list: a small company, casual, family-like, manufacturing (textiles/fabrics), longevity with its employees. I'll even be trained on Peachtree accounting software, which was on my must learn list. And thus far, another bonus? My studio is exactly half way between my apt and the job. It's almost a direct line. So it's a fairly short commute and convenient.
I'm thrilled to be working again and at the same time, sad that the flowing nature of my weekdays is coming to an end. Despite the anxiety about getting comfortable in a new place, not having my friends around, and no job...I've enjoyed what has felt like what was a good beginning groove to being a full time painter. I was slowly shifting my work mentality to encompass right brain work.
One day it will happen.