Adventures in Unemployment, Day 4

As you can see, it's riciculously cold here in the Windy City. Damn cold. So cold, in fact, that I can't really enjoy my forced vacation. At least not outside. On the plus side, my darling husband has taken me to a new breakfast place each morning. It's quite an indulgence, I know, for one who is unemployed. I've been working on my book. I've played with my kids... a lot. This morning we spent an hour at Menards, picking out a new light fixture for the living room.

As much as I'm trying to stay calm, the dread crept up on me when I was wandering the aisles at Menard's. My internal clock told me to hurry up, I had someplace to be. Why? Because up until now, I always had someplace to be, some place to rush off to. And now I don't (mostly) and it scares the hell out of me.

Then later on, Isaiah gave me something he wrote at school and asked me if I wanted to take it with me to hang up at work. THAT broke my heart. Instead of reminding him that I'm "taking time off", I just took it and said I loved it, and I'd hang it on the refrigerator in the mean time.

I did get some leads, one nice person sent me a list of non-profit and do-gooder type jobs that I'm pretty interested in. Unfortunately, she got it through her Master's program so many of them require far more education than I have. But I'll still scour the list and apply to anything I think I can wrangle my way into.

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