I had some dreams ... they were klowns in my koffee.

(With apologies to Carly Simon)

This is my journey through job transition from a toxic environment to a better life. Join me for a few thoughts and a few laughs along the way.
What are "klowns in my koffee"? They are the factors large and small that make you less than you are. A "klown" can be a grossly incompetent boss,
a short-sighted policy or a moronic coworker. They won't kill you, at least not immediately, but they abrade the soul
as you scrape past them to get through the day. Sometimes it's best to dump them out of the cup.


Day 22 - Wrap-Up

To follow up on yesterday's topic, there was a total absence of raccoon sounds today. Somewhere there's a pregnant raccoon out wandering the streets. She's carrying a sign that says, "Will scurry for food."

Mid-week, I completed what I hoped would be the final version of my resume. I've looked at it enough that I kind of hate it. Fortunately, there is a wonderful resource through the library system where they will review and comment on a resume for free within 24 hours.

I got back about 15 things to fix and my heart sank a bit. I've fixed about half of them but the rest will require some work and thought. The reviewer basically was asking me to dig deeper and banish some trite and meaningless entries. I know she is right but I truly wanted to be past this part of it.

We lost our email for part of a day because the domain registration had lapsed. I expect a boatload of mail tomorrow to go through.

Part of next week's improvement plan will be to start getting enough sleep. I haven't really modified my sleep habits from what I was doing when I worked 60 or more hours per week. For two days in a row I've fallen asleep in the bathtub and awakened prunelike and cold.

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