The New Year writing

Old things are new again.

The title of my post is taken from the New Testament, Paul’s second letter to the Corinthians; 2 Corinthians 5:17, if you care to look it up. Since it is a new year, I felt moved to make a  proclamation or pronouncement of some sort, and I like the way Paul pronounced and proclamated, but don’t worry, this isn’t a sermon, and I’m not a preacher.

I don’t make resolutions for the new year, and if I did I’m not sure I could keep them anyway. Sometimes new stuff comes up at different times of the year, stuff that either you’ve had a hand in causing to happen or it just happens. I’ve been trying to make finding a job happen. And it just so happens that I’m about to start training for one on January 12. I can’t go into details just yet, but it’s a stay-at-home job, full time, 40 hours a week with certain benefits.

And that’s my proclamation/pronouncement for 2015. See, I told you it wasn’t going to be a sermon. But do read some of Paul’s letters, he (and/or one or two of his scribes) was quite literary.

Paul the Apostle




Work: “The part of a day devoted to an occupation or undertaking”

If the definition of work is what the title of this post says it is then I’ve been working since I was about 12-years old. If defined differently – an occupation or career undertaken for at least eight hours of any given day – then you could say that I’ve not worked for the past 15 years or so. Until recently.

Family and close friends know about the new job I’m currently evaluating. I said evaluating because I’m still deciding on whether or not it’s something I want to do for the next however many years I’ll be around, or until I decide to retire, whichever comes first. I’m using the company’s 90 probationary period to evaluate whether or not I’ll stay around, and they’re using that same period to decide if I’m worth keeping around.


Had I started about 40 years ago, I’d be making a living (or just making it at living) as a full time musician, probably lead guitarist in some folk rock band. Several friends are still on that road; making the necessary turns, crossing the necessary bridges, just to keep doing what they love to do – make music.

Alas, some of us less fortunate musicians must supplement what little we make from working with income from other sources – “work.” Either way, it’s still a part of the day, or night, devoted to an occupation or undertaking. Although if your evaluation isn’t quite right, devotion to one job often gets replaced by apathy for the other.