So it’s my first day without a job. Well, actually, it’s my second. But Friday was spent running around buying stuff and cleaning for the party in celebration of my freedom from the chains of gainful employment. This is the first day I’ve had to really let it sink in.
It feels great so far. I woke up at 11:00, made some coffee, talked to my dad for a while, called some employed friends, and just generally have been soaking in the fact that for the first time since I was 14 years old, I don’t have a job. Should I be nervous? Probably. Should I be hitting the ground running looking for opportunities? Probably. But not today. Today, for the first time in years, I get to enjoy the fact that I have absolutely nothing to do. No responsibility whatsoever. Well, there’s that whole mortgage thing… but I’ve got the next bunch of payments covered, so today, I’m just going to be unemployed. And enjoy it. A lot.