Actually, the dogs are fine. I’m the one that was sick today. On the bright side I did spend between 16-18 hours sleeping – between visits to the porcelain altar of illness – so I should have managed to catch up on my sleep debt at least. The baggage under my eyes appears to be decreasing.<\/p>\n
Some days I get the feeling that I’ve selected the wrong career path. There’s slim pickin’ in my field. I even went so far as to apply for a technical position this evening in the hopes that I can fall back on what I used to do ‘back in the day<\/em>‘. I’ve been in training and education since 2003 and that’s a LONG time to be out of the networking and software support world. Best I can hope for are junior positions.<\/p>\n Not that a junior position is bad. Especially not ones with travel involved and a minimum salary similar to what I’m leaving. We all know I love to travel. It’s just that I can understand some prospective employers might think my skills are too old and rusty to take the risk of hiring me.<\/p>\n Hopefully they won’t be too put off. I’m a quick learner and a dedicated employee. At least I like to think I am. One thing about work-a-holics raised in the ‘absolutely, positively, whatever it takes<\/em>‘ mantra of my favourite global shipping conglomerate (and first contract employer). We’re very hard working.<\/p>\n Some days I suspect that the fall back position of EI and school is about to become a reality. Not that I would mind going to school full-time for a year to finish the degree. I’m just not sure how we’d afford it if I’m not working. Ok. Must stop thinking now. Thinking leads to worrying and I’ve promised myself that I’m NOT going to worry this time around.<\/p>\n Off to do some homework. Perhaps that’ll cheer me up. Or at least get my mind off of the work situation for a while.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Actually, the dogs are fine. I’m the one that was sick today. On the bright side I did spend between 16-18 hours sleeping – between visits to the porcelain altar of illness – so I should have managed to catch up on my sleep debt at least. The baggage under my eyes appears to be […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1253","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/screamingpages.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1253","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/screamingpages.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/screamingpages.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/screamingpages.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/screamingpages.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1253"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/screamingpages.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1253\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1258,"href":"https:\/\/screamingpages.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1253\/revisions\/1258"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/screamingpages.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1253"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/screamingpages.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1253"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/screamingpages.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1253"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}