Crayons? got'em. Tissues, pens, writing paper, gum, bandaid, hand sanitizer, camera (duh, i'm a blogger)...all in that huge mystery bag i carry around.
photo Country Living
So, when my future hangs in the balance with regard to my employment, i don't do so well. And I don't have a back up plan because well, you know, jobs are hard to come by here in Florida where the unemployment rate is above the national average.
Country Living, again.
Times are tough and have been for quite a while for quite a few people. Including those on my team at work - some of them have only been working with us for a year or less - coming to us from being down-sized out of their previous employ. Now we're going through it again. But no one is telling us anything yet, but to trooper on. Keep your nose down. Work until we tell you not to. Don't get an attitude. Yea.
It's scary, and quite frankly, it stinks.
And for the last 2 days, it's zapped every ounce of energy i have right out of my body. Monday night, i sat on the couch and fell asleep before 8:30. Then yesterday, Vance was hanging a curtain rod in our bedroom, and i sat down on the bed, and fell promptly asleep. (which, btw, wasn't such a bad thing since it was dinnertime and it got me out of making dinner.) He woke me up at 7 and i'd been asleep for over an hour! WHO DOES THAT?????? i can't remember, aside from yesterday, the last time i took a nap.
It's funny, i've always said if i had more time, if i didn't work, i would ...make jam. bake more. start quilting again. (yes, i do know how to quilt). My best friends have said that it wouldn't surprise them if they saw me selling vegetables and jam on the side of the road. That's the real me. City girl stuck in this concrete city. I just don't know if i'm ready for that. I mean, i really like and need a paycheck.
Pray for me peeps. It's a bumpy ride.