Friday, June 1, 2012

Back in the Game

So I figured it out.  That is, why I felt so crappy two weeks ago. I was sick. Again. Nonstop work once again wreaked havoc on my immune system, and I was coughing my lungs out in bed for over a week afterwards. It seems I've discovered a pattern here: Work 4 weeks, spend a week sick in bed. And repeat. 

It's interesting, I've worked more this year so far than any of the 2 previous years since I've been in this industry. So I'm learning a lot about myself, most importantly just how much work I can physically endure.

So I spent another week recuperating, catsitting for the neighbors, eating pizza rolls and indulging in streaming Netflix on their massive television. Watched the first season of Mad Men. Couldn't get into it. Don't see what the fuss is about.

And started to come my way again. 

When it rains it pours - for that entire week I was taking it easy, no gigs. Then on my last day of catsitting, starting to get that itch to get back to work, I had no less than 3 text messages for jobs that very weekend. I snatched up the first one, which was 2 and a half days of filming highlights from about a dozen youth basketball championship games. My job was just to follow one of our 5 cameramen and make notes of game highlights - sweet dunks, injuries, post game interviews, etc. I also installed those awesome little GoPro cameras on the backboards. I had fun, and I'm not even a fan of basketball, or any sports in general. The pay was meh, but it was super casual, and the short days, 2 hour lunch breaks, with a 20 minute commute and ample parking more than made up for it.

Honestly, I think it's these 2 and 3-day gigs I enjoy the most. I usually have a few days off in between them, and it lets me finally pace myself. Down the road, I do want to be able to take jobs that measure the time commitment in terms of weeks or even months, but I think I need to work on building up my stamina...

But overall it's nice that all my hard work seems to be paying off. Years of networking, connecting, putting myself out there, and having built up a pretty solid resume... I mean, people are finally calling me out of the blue for work...or rather, texting, since that's all we young'uns do. I feel confident for once, like I don't have to worry too much about work down the line, because, just when I start getting that itch, I know something will invariably pop up.


However, I guess I shouldn't get too complacent, after all, word on the street is this industry is rife with a seasonal phenomenon known as unemployment...