This is one of those times that I sort of wish that I was a few years younger, not married, and could just pack everything I owned into my hatchback to drive half-way across the country and take a job. Alas, it is not to be. I’m too old, have one too many kids (that’s one, for those of you keeping track), one too many wives (again, that’s just one), and one too many mortgages (guess how many? I dare ya!).
Perhaps if this position were open back when I had just finished grad school classes, I would have taken a shot at it. No sense dwelling on the past though. Gotta look to the future. I’ve got a product launch I’m trying to finish up, customers I’m juggling, customers I’m trying to land, and two businesses I’m trying to run. Film at 11.