Survivor's Remorse

So, I've finished my 3rd week of being paid to not work. I can do this for a bunch of weeks to come. I worked at finding alternate work last week, but I didn't exactly bust my tail doing so. So, I'm feeling funny about the whole deal...frustrated that I'm not working, guilty that I'm not starving (to say the least) while I'm not working. As the title of the post says, I think this is some kind of survivor's remorse.

Things I'm hearing from the old place don't make it sound like all is beer and skittles there. Far from it. And here I sit, fat and sassy, money in the bank, pay coming in, and all the news around about how tough times are. And I'm comfortable, no pressure, no hurry to get new work. Guilty, guilty, guilty.

So, tomorrow I'll work a little harder, work a little more. I've set up a new Internet presence for myself. The idea is that if someone comes looking for me, they'll find out a lot of stuff that shows what I can do professionally:

http://jreilers.org/
http://jreilers.org/Resume/resume1.htm
http://jameseilersresume.blogspot.com/
http://www.linkedin.com/in/jameseilers

My next task is to apply www marketing to promoting these sites. The idea is to get attention in a way that separates me from the pack.

Wish me luck!