Ramblings of the unemployed.
Monday, my self appointed day off. It is absolutely gorgeous. A spring day bonus in March.
The time change has no effect on me. I will not be late getting up or late to work.
What is this stress?
Perhaps days off are not good for me. Maybe it is the time change.
The garbage pick up was always the Friday after payday day. It is now an item in my google calendar.
Keep writing. There is a lot of prep work to queries and sending manuscripts out. The bathroom has been cleaned, dishes done, even the closets are clean.
Money. With the delay in severance and unemployment benefits money is an issue. This normally would be grocery week. Good thing the larder got stocked.
Movie on a Sunday night? Unheard of in the past. Popcorn at $7.00. Thank goodness for the Wilton Town Hall Theatre. There you find no cinematic rip off. And, Dennis doesn’t care if you sneak in a flask of bourbon to go with his $2.50 popcorn.
Since a job hunt must be performed for unemployment insurance, due diligence is done. No age discrimination. Get the damn manuscripts out to your editor friends and get going.
Miss my mechanical pencils from work.
The window next to my desk has cobwebs, the dogs need baths, laundry needs folding. Perhaps a query or two? Or, maybe I will clean the basement. At least I won’t have to whine about having to be in my office on a beautiful day such as this.
Self Employed Again 