Unemployment sucks.


Okay, I’m going on two months of looking for work now.  This is beyond ridiculous.  I’ve applied to everything I feel I’m qualified for.  I’ve stretched a bit and applied for things I’m not sure if I am qualified for.  I’ve taken a step back professionally and applied for things I am quite certain I’m overqualified for.  Still, I’m unemployed.  I even had one person call me to say I am not going to be hired because the woman who was retiring after 19 years in the position decided NOT TO RETIRE.  Either they were making a very misguided attempt to save my hurt feelings at not getting the job, or that is a freaky kind of cosmic sign that I still can’t figure out.

Most of the time when things like this happen I’m confident in my belief that something better is just around the corner.  I have had plenty of experiences in my life that begin with something happening that is unexpected and end with the perfect situation falling at my feet… so I feel that the bumps in the road are just reasons to take a different route and find something amazing.  But this time I don’t have that feeling. Instead, I feel unsettled… at loose ends… a bit like I’m drowning, actually.  It’s hard to keep my head up and stay positive.

Why?  Why can’t I be optimistic about the future?  I guess my problem is that I really want to be writing for a living, but I don’t feel like I have the luxury of just taking my time and making a career for myself.  I need an income.  Right now.  That feeling of desperation is not a great feeling to have when looking for a job.  I know the writing can come slowly.  I know I can write as I have a job to support that hobby… plenty of people do it! But what, then, am I supposed to be doing 8-5???

I need a serious bit of signage.  Preferably something easy to read/interpret and with a competitive benefits package.


About Laurie

I have too many hobbies, but have finally learned (sort of) how to focus on one at a time and stifle my desire to add more. ;) I'm a mom, a wife, a writer, an artist, a seamstress, a gardener, a backyard-chicken farmer, a fundraiser, a movie-lover, a book hoarder, a junker, a thrift-store-shopper... I also love to laugh, make people happy, and take road trips. Some of these things make it into blog posts. I'm almost 50 and I'm still able to sleep through the night. I consider that a success.

2 responses »

  1. Writing is a purpose outside of “working,” and during scary unnerving frustrating periods of unemployment, writing can certainly help fill that sense of misplaced purpose. So you’re not getting paid for it. It’s still a job. By the way, I don’t know if Sacha said so, but she went crazy for those arkansasbusiness.com profiles and thought they were fantastic.

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