Stage 7. Started up side-projects. I’d learned that I need daily social contact, and a project of sorts. And since there wasn’t any for me, I had to make them myself. Thus I started up small, weird side-projects. Most of them only exist in my head to this date, but it felt good planning and making things. Most of them only exist in my head to this date, but it felt good planning and making things.
Stage 6. Got to know myself. With at least some surplus of energy, but no upcoming project, I did a free Myers-Briggs test. And another. I took other free tests, and even if they are nowhere near a holy grail, it got me thinking about who I am and how I work.
Stage 4. Despaired some more. I began to worry that I was heading towards stress… As in, medical stress, not the everyday “Oh my god I’m so stressed”. I had problems sleeping at night, I never made it to an interview even though several people confirmed that my CV was great. My colleagues were great at supporting me and told me that a new project would come any day now. Some days it helped, most days it didn’t. I felt horrible..
Stage 3: Renovated my entire flat. This stage lasted for quite some time. At this point it became pretty clear to me that I needed some kind of project at home. I did not get any interviews, but I was still pretty confident that something would happen soon. Maybe not super-soon, but soon enough.
Stage 2: Got better at testing. And waiting. Even though I had no gigs, I didn’t have to hang around in an office and pretend to be busy. Instead I started improving some test related skills. I signed up for the BBST online class, joined different test networks on Twitter, Slack and Facebook, read a lot of test-related material.. and waited. And waited. And then I waited some more.
Stage 1: Slept in. Then, despaired. The first days were great! It was like finishing university again. I slept in, updated my CV, read all the things I had wanted to read for some time.. I was sure there was going to be a gig for me in a very near future. But after the first days of sleeping in, I started getting restless.