I changed everything. I got married, I moved to the land of winter, I am homeless, jobless, and still don't really know what to do. Well, kind of. I want to get a home, get a job, get a direction. That last one I want most of all. That one will add more meaning to everything. I hope.
I had an interview yesterday. I was asked questions, and tried to give answers. Maybe if I pretend to interview someone for a fake job sometime, I might understand better what they are asking for, and then I can answer better accordingly. That might be cheating. After the interview, I had two hours of aptitude tests, with three other guys. They where stuff like 'how do machines work?' and 'what comes next in the pattern?' and geometry and stuff like that. One of them was fifty miscellaneous questions in twelve minutes. I think that one was the most fun. They were all timed, but that one was the most impossible. I almost did it. Sometimes I forget how much I enjoy that stuff. I hadn't had to do problems like that since high school. It's been a while.
Some people know what they want to do all their lives. Lucky ducks. I'm sure obstacles rise, but they rise anyway. Trial and error is my route. I guess. It is such a simple thing though. I could go do anything. I've thought that for a while, but it hasn't really been helpful. Anything is a lot of doors. Too many doors.
My dad always wanted me to get into computers. They came up out of nowhere and took off in his lifetime. And there is a lot of money in it. I don't really like computers. I like using them fine, but when they get cranky, I have no power. I could learn, but it's never been very appealing. I could, and probably will, get into some kind of trade. For a while at least. I want to know how to build things. Fix things. I want to use and strengthen my strengths. I want to be terrific at something. I don't need to be 'the guy' of everything. Just one thing is enough. I want to know what that thing is. Until then, I'll learn to build things and fix things.
