The First One

Right now it's 5:43 am on September 10th. I've been redoing my website for the past 3 days to make it look a little more put together, a little more professional, hopefully a little easier to maneuver. The end goal is to attract more customers for the video production work.

Here's the thing: I've always gotten stressed about stuff that's relatively out of my control. I say "relatively" because it's kind of a paradox. Like job hunting. I've been searching for a second job for quite some time now. I've gone for quite a few video production gigs, and if I had to put a rough number on it, I'd say I've applied for 38 different jobs in that particular field over the course of two months. I've yet to hear back from any of them. So there's that. I've also applied to a couple of service industry jobs, and I thought I got one, but...that's an entirely different story. Poor communication and mismatched schedules led to a falling through. Kinda sucks. But it's part of life, I suppose.

I'm not complaining. I mean, yeah, it's frustrating, but time marches on. You can either waste time not doing anything and wonder why your situation doesn't change, OR you can have trouble sleeping, wake up at 1 in the morning, not be able to get back to snoozin', so you decide to look for jobs, update your website, look into casting companies that don't charge you an arm and a leg just to see casting and crew calls, and fight off a cat who wants to sit on your lap while you work. It's been a fun morning.

So now at 5:55, I'm gonna cut this one short and go intercept my alarm before it goes off. I'm in the living room while my girlfriend sleeps soundly in the bedroom, surrounded by our dogs, completely unaware that I've been awake for almost 5 hours. It's gonna be a fun day. Probably lots of caffeine. Maybe some skittles.