What's old is new ...

                        

     So, I'm no longer among the unemployed. Thanks for the suggestions but no ... I'm not going to be marketing my photos, selling  Avon or useing my talent and chutzpah to find the dream job that offers plenty of time, money and freedom.

     For a moment, I did consider the whole starving artist thing , you know ... she sacrifices her material well being in pursuit of her art. Instead, I decided to accept a new management position in the lead center, at the same company I've known and loved all of these years.

     I won't try to make rhyme or reason out of the unusual chain of events that started that strange Friday afternoon on October 5th. I will say ... I'm really happy not to be faced with a full fledged job search right now and happy that I will be making a little more money than I was before this started.

     What's old is new ...

                                                        *** Coy ***

Wanted ...

         

 

    a  brand new opportunity that will offer plenty of time, money and freedom so I can do

what I want, when I want and rediscover how just to be me

    Any suggestions?

                                       *** Coy ***

Ahhh... Sanibel

     OK, so I survived the first week without work. No alarm clock, no schedule, no deadlines. Taking a few days off to visit Sanibel didn't hurt, it was perfect timing but tomorrow is Monday. Unemployment will kick in $275 per week YIKES, it will help but obviously I'm not going to be able to afford to stay out of work long.

     I know I'm not the only one out there looking right now. With everything that's going on in the housing market unemployment is up and recession is even a possibility.

     My first reaction would be to take the first thing that comes along, maybe even a lower paying job with the same company. I am being advised by friends not to do that, I guess I'll have to play it by ear.

     Sometimes a life altering event like this gives us opportunity to take inventory of our lives, and our priorities and sometimes leads to greater happiness ... that's sort of what I'm counting on. It's still a little early in the game to hear my inner voice, I'm still at that panic stricken point where all I really want to do is go back to the job and the routine that I have known and loved all these years.

     This will be a journey of sorts, it's not like I'm in an industry where one just moves from one job to the next in  lateral motion. The home improvement industry is a little different and who knows ... maybe I'll decide to move in an entirely different direction.

      I don't write at my best when I'm under stress or duress, but I am hoping to find the desire to post here more often now that I have a little time on my hands, maybe it will help in my search for something new.

                             *** Coy ***

Tags: Sanibel, unemployment, inner voice

What a difference a day makes

                           

     Have not felt much like talking about it, but Frday I lost my job. If you've ever lost a job unexpectidly before, then you know exactly how I feel. I've been with this company for over 10 years. 

    Some people write better when they are under stress, not me. I did however try to express how I feel in the water color above today and just felt like posting it.

   I'm going to get out of the house for a couple of days and will have to start a job search on Monday,  I'm going to Sanibel with my friend Karen, that island must be my favorite place on earth. If this doesn't cheer me up then nothing will.

                                  *** Coy ***