Not an awesome possum week, but not the worst. Much like these sketches. (They were good casual practice, and were technically done more than a week ago shhhhh)
This last week was a mixed bag, per usual.
I started the week by yanking my back while doing deadlifts (sigh) and have been being gentle with it ever since, which is the right choice but I want to get back to lifting heavy. I’m feeling afaict at 99% healed up, so I should be good for this next week.
On Friday I had the final round interview for one of the two jobs I’ve been in the running for. I should hear back in the first few days of this next week about whether they go with me or another candidate. Apparently the final choice will be discussed among the hiring folks on Monday. I was very kindly assured they were making sure this wasn’t a super-long process, which after KCLS I really appreciated. The other job, the one where I’d be the solo IT person, has currently gone confusingly radio silent. I heard on Tuesday that the hiring manager had been out last week, hence the delay, and that they should have an update for me on Wednesday. It still hasn’t happened, I sent a poke on Friday. This whole thing’s been ad hoc, so it’s very possible the ball just got dropped somewhere, but I’m tempering my expectations just in case.
I also spent time on Friday at my friend’s art studio downtown, getting a little writing done and chatting. The organization providing the space for them has their lease running out soon, so I wanted to get in at least one more day and enjoy it while it’s there.
This weekend I got to go out with a friend and his partner and get several beers at a couple of places in my neighborhood. It feels good to see people in person again and just hang out (or make art). It’s been easy to end up isolated lately, as almost all of my recurring activities meet online these days, even ones that were in-person before the extremely-quarantined part of the pandemic. The beers were good, Six Arms is pretty and spacious but very expensive, and Pine Box continues to be a very nice place to go.
Pine Box is currently in the running for being my default bar if I don’t want to choose from the ones within a couple blocks of me. I lean away from those close by ones because I get nervous about potentially running into my ex and/or her friends that haven’t talked to me since the breakup. It’s how the cookie crumbles but the potential awkwardness combines nicely with my anxiety to make me skittish. That said, at some point I really do have to get over that fear. Honestly, running into them would likely be a non-event, and the sooner I convince my brain to let me internalize that the happier I’ll be. I sort of wish it’d just happen, too, so it’s no longer a nervewracking potential event but just a thing that happened. Anticipation’s the worst part, you know?
Writing the habits post last week made me realize I’d been neglecting some things so I doubled-down on a lot of them this week and tried to hold myself more accountable. It hasn’t been perfect, and this weekend especially I fell off some stuff, but it feels a lot better to be sticking to those habits and pushing myself to keep up with self-improvement and projects I care about.
It’s also suddenly very hot in Seattle, or at least in my apartment. The short shorts have come out for all genders in my neighborhood this weekend, a fun and welcome sight. Unfortunately, my apartment’s also become an oven due to the sun and heat, but nothing’s perfect and I’ll just have to bust out my own short shorts in response.
That’s it for this week. Hopefully by this time next week I’ll be out of the Hurry Up and Wait zone for this latest batch of job hunting.
Maybe I’ll even have good news. Anything’s possible. 🙂
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