I’m one of those writers who needs to keep a full-time day job besides writing. It is how I connect to the world. Interacting with people is what keeps me going. It is where I can come up with new ideas. Inspiration comes from the daily interaction with co-workers.
So why so glum, you ask?
For the past few weeks, I was part of a workforce reduction. That’s right. I was displaced and left to scour the internet in search of a new day job. It’s not so easy to do these days, that is unless you have some sort of degree.
Last week, out of frustration, I applied to go back to school to get that needed degree. I should hear back within the coming weeks. It does look promising. I also got my job back – pfff – as a Temp, that is.
I used to believe that companies would reward their workers for loyalty and good work ethics. I guess that isn’t the case anymore. Or at least, at this company. I know, you ask, why go back to them? I had no choice. I need the job and the interaction if I’m going to write.
“I’ll be that one person who continues to work until the day they die.” – Linda Nelson
Joy is when I see butterflies
I like to see and hear fireworks
Playing with the puppy puts a smile on my face
Reading an excellent book passes the time fast.
Hugging my kids brings back memories
Doing something fun makes a day that much better
Time is slowly flowing when things are not quite right
My muse flows a trickle at a time
Plugged with rocks and twigs, that hopefully will break apart soon.
Believe it or not, sometimes I miss the payphone. We didn’t hear about people driving and texting or talking on their cellphones. If the call weren’t necessary, it could wait. If it were, you would just find a payphone and make the call. I have a cell phone that I hardly use. I can’t seem to get into the mode of turning it on to make a call or check for messages. Most times I’m too busy to be bothered with it. If the call is important, then they will call the landline phone instead. I only keep the phone for emergencies, since there aren’t any more payphones to be found.
My summer has been pretty eventful this year. Not all in the happiest sense. Ever since the middle of May I’ve been out of work for major surgery. Most of this time has been spent resting and recuperating. Many weeks I never made it to the keyboard. It was just too uncomfortable to sit at the desk for extended periods of time. As you can see, I’m feeling much better and looking forward to returning to work on Monday. So much for fun during summer vacation. At least I got much-needed rest. Now I’ll have to wait another four months before taking any vacation time.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to take a vacation to Las Vegas. I’m not sure if I’d like it. My worst fear would be to go to a casino, spend all the money, or lose all the money, and have no way to get back home. I don’t know how I’d explain it to my other half. I guess, in that case, we’d have to buy a loaf of bread once we got there along with a jar of peanut butter and jelly. And, make sure we had roundtrip tickets so we would be able to get back home. What an emergency plan.
Could you live off of peanut butter and jelly for a week?