Bookends

The last of my big furniture items arrives tomorrow (okay, technically today): My bookcases. I had a false start, but returned them and went shopping for something else. These were a little out of my budget, but at they're here sooner than later, already put together, and will be delivered to my door (rather than my doorman, leaving me to contend with them to my apartment). My back likes the choice, overall.

So, what this really means is that I can finally finish, or at least come far closer to finishing, unpacking. I've had a wall o' boxes for weeks now, the majority of its contents intended for said bookcases- this includes my stereo and all my CDs/DVDs, etc, so not just books (a majority of which I got rid of when I left, but still have a fair amount if you consider music). I'll also be receiving the box of supplemental stuff I didn't have room for in my suitcases. I just may have a real home in here in here somewhere afterall.

I'm frustrated with the job search. Granted, it hasn't been that long, but I want to be working. I've had some near misses, but each one missing the mark by one critical element- either on my side or theirs (or both). I just don't feel much of a sense of worth when not working (and, of course, the process is always humbling begin with). I need to be needed. Right now, nobody needs me for anything. And that's a little tough.

I'll have my book of charts here this week, so perhaps I'll start sitting in around town- or at least dropping in at a few jam sessions. That might lift my mood a bit. It's not that I haven't had access to stuff I could work on, which is what led me to believe I could live without my left arm, (will have even more when my books are unpacked), but this is all marked, trio-ready and ready to go. It's unpaid work (if just sitting in, that is), but at least it's work (and damn tough work, at that).

In the meantime, I'm rewatching the Sex in the City series (currently on season 4). I figured it was appropriate. Coincidentally, the Carrie's Birthday episode was what I was watching as it turned midnight here. Kinda' spooky. And a little tough. But, I keep hearing tough is what I do best.