When we last left our hero....

Ok, so I'm not Flash Gordon battling the evil Dr Zarkov, but there is a rather significant gap in the storytelling which needs to be bridged somehow. So, let's throw in a couple of flashback scenes, cue the narrator, and get on with it.

The old job did indeed go 'poof', which in the grand scheme of things was probably a very good thing. The group I was in was in a death spiral, I was stressed out, and frustrated that there didn't seem to be any way to reverse the negative trends, but was too much of a team player to just up and walk away. Dumb, dumb, dumb.

So, once I got over the puritanical embarrassment of being without a job, I was able to relax, get my health back on track, and then start some selective job searching. I'm now settled in a new gig with a company with great possibilities ahead of it, doing something rather different than before. No travel, no presentations to sales prospects, and no two hour conference calls to discuss the status of the proposal for the modification to the report on the plan, all of which is subject to change depending on who the CEO plays golf with tomorrow morning.

So, life is pretty good.

Which is not to say that the dogs don't need to be walked, and that I won't continue my musings about life, the universe, and everything as I trot up and down the hills with them. Hopefully now that the basics are covered, there will be a few less storm clouds to muse upon, and a few more butterflies. And, after all, there are still foxes in the neighbor's back yard to surprise us.