I’m just realizing that in the next few days I have to:
Oh, it’s time to panic. Right.
Actually, this month, my career’s starting to take a very upward leaning curve. This is causing me to have to rethink my priorities. There’s a fantastic opportunity for me to take charge and get a senior staff position at my day job in the next year or so, and I have to jump on that. My work at the poker client is, ironically, more rewarding than it was when I did the same job with my old agency, which is yet another opportunity to do some of the work that will push me forward in my career in integrated campaign planning.
Yet I feel petty and materialistic chasing money & career again after I had sworn that those things didn’t matter. That I was going to devote myself to ending Iraq and then applying those resources wasted on the war to fixing my own America. I promised myself that I was going to start helping to fix everything wrong with L.A. from the inside out. I know this is the time to chase the job, but when is the time to save the world?
Regardless. Exciting times ahead, at both day and night jobs! Move coming up to surf shack! And I may not sleep until I get on that red-eye flight to DC-via-Atlanta on Thursday night…but sometimes, that’s the way it goes when you try to be Supergirl.