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50 Days of Crazy

Things have certainly been weird, but exciting. And crazy. Unbelievably crazy.

If you recall in one of my posts from March, I mentioned that I'd lost my job at LCC. Automated out, as it were. Here's the sequence of events which have occurred since getting laid off:

1. I got a job at Capital Prime Steakhouse, as a dishwasher. I held this position for a month.

3. Applied for Unemployment. I was rejected.

3. I then quit the dishwashing job because I assumed I had a job back at LCC (I interviewed well).

4. I did not get the LCC job.

5. I then worked Mother's Day weekend for Capital Prime, on a contract basis.

6. I asked for, and got, my dishwashing job back.

So a pretty circuitous failure, right?

Not necessarily.

In the two weeks I was unemployed, I managed to:

1. Publish my personal website, rickschlaackarts.wix.com/art-design (Yes, I know it's a clunky URL);

2. Put together several hundred dollars in art-commission work.

3. Suffered through the worst cold-flu-thing in at least ten years.

4. Started work as a book reviewer for Geek-o-Rama.

5. Refurbished the website for Creating Heroes Stephen's Way.

6. Applied for the Lansing Friends of the Library.

Jesus, I don't know what else. I think more has happened to me over the last 50 days than at any point since my childhood.

(Coincidentally, the period from losing my job at LCC to re-gaining my job at Capital Prime corresponds almost exactly to Orthodox Lent (I'm Orthodox Christian, by the way, so this isn't a non-sequitur)...coincidence? It's a little bit spooky. I'm not inclined toward a God's-Plan-for-My-Life type of belief, but part of me thinks it's more than just random chance).

So yes: crazy! And still crazy. But I'm happy; things are gearing up, especially with the art business. I'll keep you posted as stuff happens.

Rick Out.

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