in the early mornin' rain
So here I sit. It's early in the morning (or well, maybe it just seems early, because in actuality, it's not), and it is dark and rainy out. It's the perfect weather to just go back to bed and curl up with a warm puppy and read. Two problems: 1) puppy is wet from walk and b) it's so dark, I'd have to turn on the light to read and that would spoil the mood (and it IS all about the mood, not the action itself...). OH, and I forgot that I'm not really reading any good rainy day novels. 'Course, at least I don't have to drive in the (I'm sure it is) crap-ass traffic. Every time the roads are a little wet, traffic is horrific. Makes me want to drive faster, personally.
So I learned an important lesson last night: never budget, balance your checkbook or track expenses right before you go to bed--it is depressing. So. Yeah. I hate having to budget and track expenses. There is, however, always a little thrill because I'm working with numbers and a concept that is hard to put into practice, much less get actual good outcomes from the implementation of it. Think it was a sign that I woke up with my hand cramped in a Naruto-esque hand seal? It is the challenge that I am in love with.
Today is my first day of unemployment. I won't get paid a dollar more from my last "job". This means I join the virtual unemployment line on the web. Quite literally, I have and will submit numerous versions of my resume with online applications to vie for many jobs (and many who will never so much as email me to thank me for my application, or even confirm receipt of it!). AND, I will be applying online for unemployment benefits, or unemployment insurance as they call it in this state. *sighs* Oh well, some money coming in is better than none I guess. Can't believe I'm unemployed....I haven't NOT had at least one job since I began working in 1989 with my first paper route. I was 10 years old. Do you know how strange it feels for someone who has not been unemployed ever in her 24 year work history? Having a job and working is so ingrained in me...I almost feel like crying. Yet laughing at the same time. How wild! Me--the control freak. Me--the used-to-be workaholic. Unemployed, with nothing to do! *laughs unbelieving* I'm going to have to think on that one...
In the meantime, I remember Anne having linked to
this way back (as in when her blog was still new), but I find it rather humorous and some of it is rather true for me, too.