There’s a term used to describe the end of a sitcom episode: New Stability. It’s when the episode’s craziness has been resolved, and the main character(s) now have to adapt to some new way of thinking or a circumstance they encountered throughout the course of the show. Since I like to think of my life as a long running successful TV comedy, I have entered the stage of new stability.
After feeling like I was about to turn to a life of crime, a car accident (yes, I’m car – less right now), and a million job applications later, I finally landed a full time job. Please hold your applause. It isn’t the dream TV job I’ve been hoping for. It’s just a job. A holding place if you will. When I realized I couldn’t live a moment longer without a steady paycheck, I decided I just needed a job, any job. And that’s what I got. I’m going to be a receptionist at a veteran women’s shoe company. As glamorous and exciting as that sounds, I’ll just be answering the phones. However, there are some perks to my new gig: there is a lot of down time, and I was encouraged by the hiring managers to bring my writing in to work on. I will also be surrounded by every woman’s kryptonite: shoes. Lots and lots of shoes.
So as bland and generic as this post sounds, it’s not that bad. I will be returning to a maximum overload schedule by working 7 days a week (weekends at the restaurant) to support myself and my bill collectors. At least I’ll
be forced have time to sit at a desk all day and write that pilot I’ve been trying to write for the last year or so. Even though it may be the end of the season, it’s not the end of the series.
Who knows what season 2 has in store…I imagine it involves new shoes.