I'm taking the job hunt easy this week, although I do have to find a couple places to send out résumés to. I'm working on doing a new résumé that, as I've been saying, proclaims "I be a writer." It's a conundrum: while everyone who knows me seems to agree that with my dual background of writing/editing experience and computer work, I'd be a great technical writer, my work history only shows four months with the words "technical writer" in my title.
I'm also trying to get back into cooking a bit more; I made a chicken casserole last night as an experiment, and was surprised by having not only Revar and Tugrik home but having Farix, Dusty and Frang appear. Fortunately the experiment was successful--Frang demurred ("I'm not a casserole person") but the others who tried it approved. (I'm not always a casserole person myself, so I understand Frang's reticence.) I could follow pretty much the same recipe for a good chicken a la king, too. This morning I did hash browns that almost worked but had my typical case of Undercooked Potato Syndrome--although only just barely this time. I can figure out what I did wrong, at least!
I know this is the canonical time to set resolutions for the new year. I don't know if I have any, though. I can't resolve to have a new job, and I'm reticent to resolve things like "write more," "learn Java," etc. The resolution I'd like to follow is simpler, even pithy: accomplish at least one thing I feel good about every day. That might be writing, it might be cleaning, it might be learning Java. It might be making good hash browns. It may sound silly, but I wonder how many people really go to bed each night with a feeling of accomplishment, no matter how small. It's surprising how much better I feel on the nights that I do.
Whether you make resolutions or not--and whether you keep them or not--happy new year.