Tell me something wonderful

Whoa, remember blogging? Me neither. Shit, I'm overwhelmed. In the past, my number of entries were always in direct relation to how bored I was at work, and as I worked and traveled literally 80 hours a week at the last few jobs, I put what little time I had into contemplating ways to off myself. Instead of suicide, I decided to take the high road by abruptly quitting, getting married, and going to Belize for three weeks. Upon my return, I got hired for an equally grueling position, quit, and went to London for two weeks to celebrate my freedom and my 11 year anniversary with Chad. And now, here I am again, ready to embark into the exciting world of experiential marketing for a spirits brand. I start on Monday.

This week a plumber, appraiser, and comcast guy came to my house when I was alone and I'm still slightly confused as to why I'm not murdered. Despite being unemployed for roughly 4 months, this is the only week day I have been remotely productive.