If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all. That's at least how things look from this side.
I raced to Florida to watch my father die on Jan. 10 and then returned immediately to work. By the end of last week, my nifty full-time job had been transformed into a part-time gig. If I have a job at all. I won't know until next week.
So I'm reworking the resume. I'm building a Flash animation demonstration site to show off my skillz (old dog's new tricks) and scouring craigslist for ideas. It doesn't leave much time for blogging.
It's not that I'm without hope. When stuff happens, I distract myself. Yesterday, I turned in the cable boxes and the DVR. Tonight, I'm sitting in a recliner in the family room typing on my laptop. The wife is in another recliner watching Obama's inaugural address streaming on her laptop. When I finish here I'll get back to work on my Flash site and another project I'm working on for a customer of my little home-based web development company.
Eventually I'll get back on the bus and I'm sure I'll have more to say. But for now, I need to focus on other stuff.