Sunday, January 23, 2000
It's been a pretty crazy week. The project that I am working on will be completed in 2 weeks, so it's possible that I won't be working after the 1st week of February. That is unless the company I am working for assigns me to another project right away. After doing this type of work for the past 2 months, I've decided that I want a "regular, full-time" job. The money that I have made has been nice and the reduced stress has been heavenly, but I realized that I need the "regular" benefits and I also need to know that the amount of work that I will have will be steady. Although it would be nice to have a week off here and there, there may be a chance that I will be off for a month. I cannot handle that!!!!
I also have been interviewing and looking for permanent positions. I had 1st and 2nd interview last week and the week before that. I also have a 1st interview tomorrow and hopefully will have another one next week. I think one of the recruiters that I am working with is also trying to set up a 3rd interview for the week after next. I've never been on a "third" interview, but I requested one so I could talk to someone who has the position that I am interviewing for. I think I've become cautious in taking a job. I don't want it to turn out like that one I just left. If you think about it, this contracting/consulting gig hasn't been that bad. I mean I am able to work AND interview without worrying about what my employer is going to think.
Last night I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about my health and turning 30 (yup, 2 weeks later it hits me!). I am concerned that I will get heart disease or that I will get sick because I've neglected my health and have eaten total crap for the past 30 years. I thought about how my jeans don't fit me as well as they used to and about how heavy I'm going to keep getting if I don't take control. Needless to say, I was up for hours. I've decided that I don't want to spend my 30s feeling this way. I know that I've said it before, but it was REALLY bothering me. It was more than just a minor annoyance. Before it had more to do with my eating disorder and how I looked. NOW, I'm concerned about my overall health. Maybe I'm being paranoid, but I really don't want to die. I'd like to live a long, healthy and ACTIVE life.
Water: 60
Gym Hours (today): 0
Total Gym Hours (month to date): N/A
Avg hours per day (month to date): N/A
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