Sigh.

Here we are, here we go.

It’s been a while, but it finally started.

I took the leap. I took the plunge.

I’m looking.

I already had many rejections and an interview.

“High Velocity Environment” is what the answer was when I asked about “Work-Life Balance”.

Not a good sign. Not a good sign at all.

Also, the Recruitment team sucks. Had a great call with the recruiter and agreed on a date for the interview.

He sent me an interview for a totally different day and time. I wrote him back, no answer. Crickets.

I had the interview.

Again, it was good practice. I wasn’t feeling the position anyway, but eventually I didn’t get it.

“High Velocity Environment”. The IT Director covering his mouth to hide his laugh when I asked about work-life balance.

Red flags.

Red flags, but the Security Director did say they weren’t expecting 16 hour days. Well, that’s something….15 hours days are ok…I guess.

But anyway, the next day, the day of my actual agreed upon interview, someone else called me back and asked if I was going to get on this meeting.

I told them I had the interview yesterday.

What a shit show. They fucked up to begin with.

Maybe it was a sign that it wouldn’t be a good fit.

Ultimately, it was good practice for me. Something to go through.

It has been over 18 years since I’ve done an interview.

Currently, I’m in a good spot. Even as much as I want to leave because of “everything”, I can still be picky about what I am looking for.

Hopefully something worth the work, something about giving back to this shit world, something with good work/life balance that isn’t “high velocity” but actually you have a stress-free life outside of work. Something remote.

It’s out there.

I just need to be patient.

And we all know my hamartia is my lack of patience.

Sigh.

Work.

The office.

The network admin quit.

Good for him.

The temp IT Director, now actual IT Director, blowing up at him when he’s trying to figure out and fix the problem.

He traced the problem and fixed it. The issue? The people who came in to repatch and rewire the IDFs and Data Center to make it “look pretty” pulled the cables and never fully put it back in, which caused it to lose power, which then caused the switch to not power back up again.

It’s like fuckin Trump starting a war with Iran to close the Strait of Hormuz which was open already because of just fucking stupid shit and now we all have to suffer.

But good for the network admin. He quit after the Director wrote an AI generated email saying he’s insubordinate and wrote him up. He quit.

Then more drama ensued while he was trying to work and clear out his last two weeks…but he quit on the spot.

Good for him.

So, when I leave, it’s only a matter of time, should I give any notice? At this point, I don’t feel like I should.

Fuck my legacy. I don’t care about it.

They so harp on the network admins legacy….he’s tarnishing his legacy at the agency.

He laughed. I laughed.

They are tarnishing the legacy of the fucking agency.

What a fucking trip.

But the network admin found a job that is double his salary at the non-profit that he helped build the IT infrastructure for on his down time.

Good for him.

Good for him.

Now I need a job.

It will come.

I will be rich and buy a house in my neighborhood this year!

I feel it in my bones.

I feel it in my soul.

I feel it in the universe.

IT WILL COME TRUE.

Sigh.

Signs.

I see them everywhere.

Algorithm driven, but I see them.

Astrologers and influencers saying that I will get a job, or my bank account will be over $75M.

Honestly, I only need $50M in my bank account. I’ll be okay.

But I see it every time I’m on IG.

Signs.

Algorithm.

Signs.

I am manifesting the abundance that will come my way.

It will happen.

I know it.

These fake signs are everywhere.

I already have faith and believe in this manifestation already.

Again, I feel it in my bones. I feel it in my soul. I feel it in the universe that it will happen.

I know it.

I know it.

So, what’s the next big thing that is coming astrologically?

This weekend’s blue moon. It’ll shift everything and the next chapter of my life will start. Whatever blockages are gone.

I manifest it.

I know it will happen, for my soul and the universe tells me so.

It will happen.

Sigh.

Planning.

I need to plan my vacation this year.

I need to plan my yearly pilgrimage home this year.

With the job search going on and getting a new job sometime this year, I won’t have time to go home.

So, I should be going a lot sooner than when I normally do, end of summer.

Since I still have the flexibility at my current job, I should take my FTO and work a week remotely and so when I come back, I can focus solely on finding a new job.

My mom will be going on a well-deserved trip to Taiwan and Malaysia in the end of June to early July.

I think I’ll need to plan to go around the first week of July, to time it where I’ll get there a few days before or after she gets back.

The Director has his vacation booked around that time. I don’t care.

I need it.

Get it out of the way, because otherwise, I won’t see them for probably another year.

If I get a fully remote job, that changes everything and there isn’t a rush to go up, but we shall see.

I know I’ll get rich and buy a house in the neighborhood this year.

I’ll retire this year, but I’ll need something better before all of that happens.

The x-factor?

Time.

That’s the unknown.

Timing.

I’m not sure the timing of everything.

I just know that it’ll happen.

Signs tell me so.

So, here now, I manifest my future.

I already accepted it.

I’m rich.

I’m a homeowner.

I’m retired.

I’m FIRE.

C’est la vie.