And just like that I’m about to re-enter the realm of the gainfully employed. Granted, it’s a temporary copy-editing gig with a four-to-six week window, but it is a gig nonetheless  and one for which I’m tremendously grateful — and the finite time frame makes the 20-mile commute through the thick of the city that much less unbearable. Plus it pays a bitchin’ hourly wage — a few bucks more per than I typically charge for my freelance webstuff services.

And as a bonus it takes a bit of the building pressure off a second interview scheduled this Friday for a full-time content management job much closer to home. In other words, if I don’t land that one, at least I’ve got this thing to fall back on across the threshold of the new year.

I report tomorrow at 8 a.m.