Three months unemployed, but I feel as though all this treading water is going to lead to something quite soon. I've had two great interviews at an unbelievable place and think that this will be it for me. After being unemployed for three months, I have had time to really re-evaluate the importance of things as my funds are so limited. I thought it would be a great time to write about not taking things for granted.
At one point in my life I was so financially comfortable I didn't ever have to worry about anything. I made weekly mall runs and purchased whatever and never thought twice about it. There was never a price I didn't balk at. Then, divorce hit, and a nice 6 figure income was cut by a little more than half. And worse yet I became unemployed and lost even more! These last three months have been about getting by and tightening my belt. I haven't purchased anything that wasn't a need. It's been tough and I am sad that when I did have money I took it for granted. But you can bet now when I get back to work I am going to think a little harder about every purchase I make.
Family is something many take for granted. Living 800 miles away from mine I don't. I got to spend a wonderful few days with my parents last week and enjoyed every second. They are getting older (although they don't look it :) ) and each time I see them could be the last. I don't hold back on hugs, kisses or "I Love Yous". I never want to be left with any regret, just in case.
Below are some other things I have taken for granted, what do you take for granted?
1. Health Insurance
2. Running Water
3. A Roof Over My Head
4. Friends & Family
5. Love
Monday, October 22, 2012
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Project Citizen
I am a keen observer of goings-on in the world. Lately I have noticed that many people are just not good citizens. When I say citizens I mean that they lack the basic public courtesy's. When I am out and use a shopping cart, I always put it back. To me, that is being a good citizen. I hold doors open for people. I smile when I met someone in an aisle, a street, whatever.
At Lowe's, I was fishing through my purse for change so I wouldn't have to use a large bill and the woman behind me kindly gave me the correct change. I was shocked. I had never had that happen before. It was so nice and renewed my faith in people being good citizens.
Tell me what you do to be a good citizen.
At Lowe's, I was fishing through my purse for change so I wouldn't have to use a large bill and the woman behind me kindly gave me the correct change. I was shocked. I had never had that happen before. It was so nice and renewed my faith in people being good citizens.
Tell me what you do to be a good citizen.
Thursday, October 4, 2012
To the next President
Dear Mr. President:
Congratulations on your election into the oval office. As an ordinary, middle-class person, I think there are some things you should know.
Please do something about the job situation in America. I have been out of work for a little over 2 months. I am educated, with a Bachelor's degree, have great skills and experiences, and wonderful references, but absolutely cannot find a position.
In the same tone, unemployment compensation must be higher. I am barely scraping by with the meager amount I am getting on unemployment. If it was not for having a boyfriend with an income, I would have lost my house, this thought sickens me.
Healthcare for the unemployed needs to be cheaper. Right now I have no insurance because COBRA is ridiculously expensive and other providers are simply too high for me. Because of this, I am forced to pay for a very expensive prescription out of pocket. And let me mention I am purchasing it online in the UK because it is much more affordable than my pharmacy is.
Mr. President, I don't care for us spending money to help others overseas. They hate us anyway and it stuns me that we should feed starving children in Africa, yet have starving children in America. Something is not quite right with that.
I hope that your next four years in office really helps us out because we need it.
Congratulations on your election into the oval office. As an ordinary, middle-class person, I think there are some things you should know.
Please do something about the job situation in America. I have been out of work for a little over 2 months. I am educated, with a Bachelor's degree, have great skills and experiences, and wonderful references, but absolutely cannot find a position.
In the same tone, unemployment compensation must be higher. I am barely scraping by with the meager amount I am getting on unemployment. If it was not for having a boyfriend with an income, I would have lost my house, this thought sickens me.
Healthcare for the unemployed needs to be cheaper. Right now I have no insurance because COBRA is ridiculously expensive and other providers are simply too high for me. Because of this, I am forced to pay for a very expensive prescription out of pocket. And let me mention I am purchasing it online in the UK because it is much more affordable than my pharmacy is.
Mr. President, I don't care for us spending money to help others overseas. They hate us anyway and it stuns me that we should feed starving children in Africa, yet have starving children in America. Something is not quite right with that.
I hope that your next four years in office really helps us out because we need it.
Friday, September 28, 2012
Not a Phoenix Moment
Alone
Swallowing my pride
I admit defeat
(as a Taurus, that's rare!)
Sweaty fingers release you
to another.
Long nights, shadows and booze
my only friends.
Pleas from slurred lips
tears from blurry eyes
shame me.
The mirror is a stranger
skinny woman--sad eyes
too young to be so haunted.
Dawn breaks, angels sing
(at least that's how it felt!)
An epiphany, my old, tired skin
balled up--thrown away
Not a Phoenix moment
(I'll never go down again!)
Flames lick their greedy tongues
on old memories
now dead.
My soul regenerates.
Better than before.
Compassion, patience, true happiness
unknown qualities
exude from me
like beams of light.
Swallowing my pride
I admit defeat
(as a Taurus, that's rare!)
Sweaty fingers release you
to another.
Long nights, shadows and booze
my only friends.
Pleas from slurred lips
tears from blurry eyes
shame me.
The mirror is a stranger
skinny woman--sad eyes
too young to be so haunted.
Dawn breaks, angels sing
(at least that's how it felt!)
An epiphany, my old, tired skin
balled up--thrown away
Not a Phoenix moment
(I'll never go down again!)
Flames lick their greedy tongues
on old memories
now dead.
My soul regenerates.
Better than before.
Compassion, patience, true happiness
unknown qualities
exude from me
like beams of light.
Unrequited Love
Unrequited Love
Longing
reverberates like a guitar's string.
An echo in a canyon.
Wanting becomes a thirst
that cannot be satiated.
A blaze
barrels through veins.
Unrequited
the word like sand
on teeth.
Eyes beg, plead.
A heart to beat
in rhythm to another.
Silence envelopes them
like death
and lips remain silent.
Breaking the gaze and a heart --
as he turns away.
Longing
reverberates like a guitar's string.
An echo in a canyon.
Wanting becomes a thirst
that cannot be satiated.
A blaze
barrels through veins.
Unrequited
the word like sand
on teeth.
Eyes beg, plead.
A heart to beat
in rhythm to another.
Silence envelopes them
like death
and lips remain silent.
Breaking the gaze and a heart --
as he turns away.
Perfection
Perfection
Perfection slips
like a mouse through cat's paws
with it a shard
of feeling.
Unusual--
Unusually perfect?
Quickly the mortar shows cracks
I can breathe again.
For a minute, a moment
I got lost in you
but with a sharp look
I saw the imperfections.
My free fall has ceased
I hang precariously on the ledge,
as perfection flutters away.
Perfection slips
like a mouse through cat's paws
with it a shard
of feeling.
Unusual--
Unusually perfect?
Quickly the mortar shows cracks
I can breathe again.
For a minute, a moment
I got lost in you
but with a sharp look
I saw the imperfections.
My free fall has ceased
I hang precariously on the ledge,
as perfection flutters away.
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Insomnia...
I've never been a good sleeper. A true night owl, I stay up till the wee hours of the morning turning the pages of a great novel, these days its more like flipping the "page" on my Kindle, but I digress. Since I can remember I just wasn't one of those people who laid down and fell asleep. I would count sheep, then ducks, then cats and soon I had a farm. My mind would run off to unknown places and the next thing I know I am up writing lists, searching recipes, or whatever else I was thinking of. I had a brief affair with Lunesta, but sleeping pills affected me in weird ways. I have just come to terms with the fact that I am a bad sleeper, but have turned into one hell of a napper.
It's a good time as any to write a blog post and seeing as how I am on month 2 of unemployment it's time to update everyone on this long and seemingly endless search for a job. After 2 months I've had one interview and countless "no's". It is very frustrating, but what can a girl do but keep on moving forward even if it feels like I am on a challenge in Survivor going through mud. I find myself with another interview coming Monday and I am hopeful, but always cautious to not get too hopeful lest I receive another rejection. But I know something is around the corner and I just keep the faith since that's all I can really do.
After 2 months of unemployment I am finding the only part I like of it is sleeping in (going back to the bad sleeper thing). No matter how hard I try, my cats do not talk back! And I think they are getting annoyed with me talking to them. The house is cleaner than it's ever been and I have read like a mad woman. I have picked up the guitar again and am learning a lot and making good progress. I even started playing flute again. Something I always loved and put down for many years. But in all that, I need a job. I want something to make me feel like I am contributing to society and to my bank account. I want to sit in an office and do work (I know weird, right?).
Until then, I remain your wide-awake, every hopeful, job seeker.
It's a good time as any to write a blog post and seeing as how I am on month 2 of unemployment it's time to update everyone on this long and seemingly endless search for a job. After 2 months I've had one interview and countless "no's". It is very frustrating, but what can a girl do but keep on moving forward even if it feels like I am on a challenge in Survivor going through mud. I find myself with another interview coming Monday and I am hopeful, but always cautious to not get too hopeful lest I receive another rejection. But I know something is around the corner and I just keep the faith since that's all I can really do.
After 2 months of unemployment I am finding the only part I like of it is sleeping in (going back to the bad sleeper thing). No matter how hard I try, my cats do not talk back! And I think they are getting annoyed with me talking to them. The house is cleaner than it's ever been and I have read like a mad woman. I have picked up the guitar again and am learning a lot and making good progress. I even started playing flute again. Something I always loved and put down for many years. But in all that, I need a job. I want something to make me feel like I am contributing to society and to my bank account. I want to sit in an office and do work (I know weird, right?).
Until then, I remain your wide-awake, every hopeful, job seeker.
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