Funk-ville

I can’t seem to get ahead on my blogging these days.  I should be posting by 10:00 am and I can’t do it.

Part of it is my schedule; my recently resumed morning walk finds me up between 5 and 5:30 am, but by the time I’ve put in my 2 to 5 miles, I’m ready to crawl back in bed.  That’s a function of going to bed toooooo late, too, not just getting up at a gawdawful hour.  The kids are still dancing around at 9:30 pm, finally conking out at 10:30 pm; this means I’m either handling household chores or catching some quiet time to catch up on the mail or discussing the new house plans after that time.  I’m drifting off to sleep by midnight.

If a kid wakes up in the middle of the night, they’re crawling in bed on my side, foreshortening my 5+ hours of sleep.  Gah.  My brain is mush by 10:00 am every morning.  I can hardly wait to see what happens to my head after I move my schedule up a half-hour when the kids start school the week after next.  Consider yourself warned, dear blog-reader.  At least the kids will be in bed much earlier.

I’m also going through a funk right now about the job situation.  I’m incredibly peeved off about the lack of white collar jobs in this area.  It’s been 13 months since I was last employed and I’m very restless, very itchy to do something.  No, I’m not going to take any burger-flipping jobs (besides, who would hire me?  They know I’d walk NOW if a better job came along; no sense investing the effort in training.) 

It’s starting to gnaw at me that I can’t even find a lowly secretarial job.  When I went to apply in person at a local construction company (thinking that brushing up on construction processes might help with building our own home), there were people lining up to fill out applications for an opening that had been listed for over a week.  Meaning: there’s a lot of competition; there’s a lot of people looking for the same, cheesy, low-level job. Some of these people are far more desperate than I am; I just need the benefits. <sigh>

Where is this f*cking recovery the Administration is talking about eagerly?  I don’t see any stinkin’ recovery in the want-ads!!

So much for “finding something to keep my skills fresh”, Mr. Republican-who’s-only-working-because-he-doesn’t-have-a-hobby-and-can’t-make-the-PGA-Tour…

But I’m not bitter, eh?

Grrr. </whine>

Welcome to Funk-ville.  Hope you enjoy your brief visit!  Hope the weather’s better wherever you call home.

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