Dazed and Confused
I haven't been posting much, because I am in a bit of a weird state these days.
The "glorious freedom" feeling of the early days of my unemployed state has worn off. I am still extremely glad not to be stuck at my previous job, I know I would be in a MUCH worse state if I had stayed. But I feel a bit lost and confused these days. My savings have run out, and while Mike still has a stash in the bank, we don't want to go through it all as there are bound to be scary days (financially) to come since we never know when he will be working or how much he will get paid. So I have been thinking about, looking for and applying for part time jobs. The problem is that I just want a casual job that is interesting or otherwise non-soul-sucking. But my resume doesn't lend itself well to that kind of job. No one appears to be looking for someone who worked her way up the corporate ladder but is now starting all over again at an entry level, minimum wage, non stressful, part time job.
I will admit that I am also fairly picky. I applied at the craft store (can we say staff discount?) but no such luck as their application process is all online and there is no personal interaction, which works against me in this instance. I did discover a couple of jobs at Doggy Daycares, which sounds IDEAL for me but I am still waiting to hear back on those ones. But other than that the job pool seems to be limited to retail, restaurants or secretarial - none of which appeals to me in the least. Aren't there any interesting or creative jobs out there? Apparently not.
I have been spending an inordinate amount of time at home by myself over the last two weeks, as Mike was away last week and is spending this whole week in the studio painting a couple of commissioned works. It has been nice overall, but I can feel myself slipping into bad, lazy habits. It's easier to read a book or knit all day (which is an awesome way to spend a day, but not every day) than to face my empty bank account or my messy house. I should be writing, but am not.
Anyway, overall things are fine. I am not UNhappy (and am certainly much happier than I was at my job) but I honestly thought that if I took a big, scary leap of faith that things would turn around for me. That some doors would open, or that I would figure out where to go and what to do. But I am still lost and can't quite see the path. I'm sure it's there and I'm probably on it but I can't tell and it's very unsettling.
The "glorious freedom" feeling of the early days of my unemployed state has worn off. I am still extremely glad not to be stuck at my previous job, I know I would be in a MUCH worse state if I had stayed. But I feel a bit lost and confused these days. My savings have run out, and while Mike still has a stash in the bank, we don't want to go through it all as there are bound to be scary days (financially) to come since we never know when he will be working or how much he will get paid. So I have been thinking about, looking for and applying for part time jobs. The problem is that I just want a casual job that is interesting or otherwise non-soul-sucking. But my resume doesn't lend itself well to that kind of job. No one appears to be looking for someone who worked her way up the corporate ladder but is now starting all over again at an entry level, minimum wage, non stressful, part time job.
I will admit that I am also fairly picky. I applied at the craft store (can we say staff discount?) but no such luck as their application process is all online and there is no personal interaction, which works against me in this instance. I did discover a couple of jobs at Doggy Daycares, which sounds IDEAL for me but I am still waiting to hear back on those ones. But other than that the job pool seems to be limited to retail, restaurants or secretarial - none of which appeals to me in the least. Aren't there any interesting or creative jobs out there? Apparently not.
I have been spending an inordinate amount of time at home by myself over the last two weeks, as Mike was away last week and is spending this whole week in the studio painting a couple of commissioned works. It has been nice overall, but I can feel myself slipping into bad, lazy habits. It's easier to read a book or knit all day (which is an awesome way to spend a day, but not every day) than to face my empty bank account or my messy house. I should be writing, but am not.
Anyway, overall things are fine. I am not UNhappy (and am certainly much happier than I was at my job) but I honestly thought that if I took a big, scary leap of faith that things would turn around for me. That some doors would open, or that I would figure out where to go and what to do. But I am still lost and can't quite see the path. I'm sure it's there and I'm probably on it but I can't tell and it's very unsettling.