The clock has ticked quickly and it’s been six months of unemployment, ceaseless job search and rejection.
That’s half a year of no paychecks.
That’s half a year of missing office banter that provides the proverbial cherry on top to working in an office.
Perhaps most importantly for me, that’s half a year of not able to hone my thinking – no questioning, solving and just twisting over a puzzle.
Then again, there’s the Mr Mom thing. I had half a year of seeing a little one grow big and really, I couldn’t have had that with a corporate job. At least, not in the current climate. Yes, it’s my silver lining to the situation. And really, I think it’s half a year well spent.