I had a minor realization last night: I really don't want to go back to work. On
the other hand, I don't want to stay here and not work either. That would seem to
knock out all the obvious options.
So
far, I've thought of two other alternatives:
I think Option A can
be summarized as "nice work if you can get it". I just need to keep remembering
the other half of that sentence, according to the Gershwins: "And you can get it
if you try". I don't actually want to work out of my house all the time; I think
I'd get itchy to talk to real people after awhile. Besides, my smaller cat gets
very annoying when I'm working on the computer. I'm not sure if he's trying to
help, lure me away from it, or just scratch. Either way, I'm sure all the floating
cat hair is bad for my keyboard. It's also hard to work when he's laying on the
mouse or, as now, on one of the forearms attached to a hand I'm trying to type
with. Still, a job with 3 days at home and two at the office, or at home but with
meetings elsewhere, would probably work for me.
Option B is more
conceptually difficult. After all, if a job were that much fun, they wouldn't have
to pay to get it done. And they wouldn't call it "work". Still, this is a relative
thing, and some jobs are definitely more fun than others. And as fond as I am of
variety, almost any new thing is enjoyable for me at work. I'd settle for a job
that's different from my last one (from my last two, in fat. The previous one was
very boring) and that includes lots of variety. Hmm.....sounds much more
doable.
Or, as Rudder pointed out, I could stay home, really learn
about investing, and make us rich from my keyboard. I'm fairly sure that's harder
than it sounds.