That First Official Gig

I haven't posted in a while because, well, there hasn't been much going on. The calm after the storm, so to speak. Since getting my license, I can honestly say being an architect sucks in this economy (especially if you're on your own). It hasn't been for lack of trying. For three months, I've been running after projects that amount to a bunch of tire kickers or wackos, interviewing for what few full-time jobs are out there with people you normally would run away from, and feeling in general like Tommy Chong. What I did on my summer vacation. The first day of my summer vacation, I woke up. Then I went downtown to look for a job. Then I hung out in front of the drugstore. The second day of my summer vacation, I woke up. Then I went downtown to look for a job. Then I hung out in front of the drugstore. The third say of my summer vacation...

Until last week. I got my first official gig! Funny enough it was a neighborhood referral. I feel like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz - it was all right here in my own backyard (with the proper setbacks, of course). It was AWESOME to deposit that retainer check, and feels even better to work. Nothing glamorous, a real meat and potatoes kind of project, but I am so thankful in this crappy economy to have it. Someone told me that glamour fades, it's getting the job that counts. So my faith has been restored, at least for now. Here's to getting more jobs!