things are looking up

i swore i wouldn’t do this, but i’m getting a little scared, y’know…this is the longest I’ve been out of work in 20 years.

i went to a job interview yesterday.

a full-time job. a job doing pretty much what i’ve been doing for the last 15 years, just for a different humongous company.

good job. great money. large amount of travel to a wide variety of places.

impressed the interviewers. second round of interviews week after next.

got in the car. was almost home when the phone rang. i was in traffic, so I let it ring.

got home, picked up.

the contract trainers i’ve been trying to work for — the ones who pay well and let me set my own schedule and whose original discussions got me to consider quitting the job in the first place — want me to work for them. a spot finally opened up.

if this works out, i’ll make roughly 500-1000 dollars a day on my own schedule working for a company I like and know well, thus allowing me to also develop a consulting practice and — of course — pursue poetry more thoroughly.

leap, and the net will appear.

ETA, 2:43 PM: It’s a go. I just got off the phone with the director. I’m in.