Paper Cuts Equal Big Bucks

Despite my rough condition when arriving in Chicago, I've been lucky to have a nice cushion to land on. My previous employer has been gracious and desperate enough to invite me back to complete some odd jobs as they prepare for the association's annual meeting.

It's definitely surreal being back, but it's mostly comfortable. So comfortable it's almost like I never left... but I'm trying not to over think this. After all, I'm not being paid to think! I'm being paid to collate paper and stuff it into bigger pieces of folded paper, known as envelopes. To complete this highly-skilled task I'm using all the knowledge of my Bachelor's Degree and two professional certifications... ok, that's a lie. But if ever any degree needed a class in avoiding paper cuts, it's event planning.

Nevertheless, I'm incredibly grateful to have a purpose each day and to be responsible to someone other than myself. And for the opportunity to actually increase the amount in my checking account.

Things I am not grateful for:

• Having to set an alarm clock
• Filling out a W9 Form
• Being exhausted by 5pm on a Tuesday
• Disruption of my TV viewing schedule. I'd just started 'Orphan Black,' people!

Being back in my old office really is a bit of a trip. To prove to you the universe is enjoying messing with me, this song was playing on the radio when I pulled into the parking garage.

I know, right?!