Just a little FYI to let you guys know that the doggy daycare gig is over. I'm a little sad to not be spending time with the dogs but sometimes they were more than I could take. Friday was my last day. About an hour before closing, one of the dogs got my thigh while trying to get at the dog on my other side. The big welt kept me from getting too sad about my last day.
Why? Because I have a new job. Its a marketing/relationship building type of job in the financial consulting field. I'm working with a semi-virtual office so I will mostly work from home and commute to Orlando 1-2 times a week. My only real concern is that there is no base salary so if this doesn't pan out, it could be a real drag on our personal finances. Although, if this company does well, I'm getting in on the ground floor with potential for earnings more in line with what I was making before we moved here. (I have been warned that earnings will be slow at the beginning until I get a good feel for the process. This could mean a couple of years before I would earn my "ideal" income.) Its technically a new company but its essentially this one guy going from working solo to starting a firm with some other like-minded people. I also get a fancy title that starts with "Director".
Keep your fingers crossed for us. Of course, this means on slow days there might actually be some knitting progress which is what really counts, right?