What to write about when nothing's going on...
I'm excited about going to Bro's for the weekend and seeing the Sox, but it's a temporary diversion from a reality that's really empty. I wish I were young enough to be debt-free enough just to take any job just to get working and afford to do things, but right now what I could easily get pays no more than I'm drawing on unemployment. So why not spend the time finding something better (dare I hope...something right).
But that'll have to change soon. Unemployment isn't quite enough either. So slowly we're getting behind again. You'd think with a bachelors degree, 14 years of running my own business and 8 years of military background I could find something that'd pay more than 10 bucks an hour (or some company looking for ability and the intangibles, willing to hire someone who has a broad range of experience instead of 10 years of experience doing one thing)
And I've looked at hundreds and hundreds of jobs that I could do, but I don't have the experience or enough of it, or you couldn't pay me enough to do it.
I feel like a panhandler, except what I'm holding out my hand asking for is a much-deserved break (read opportunity). It's not like I'm sitting back whining, waiting for someone to do it for me.
I've run out, worn out everything I can do sitting around here on the computer all day. Yes, I'm going out of my mind with boredom, say nothing about the self worth degradation.
At least the Sox beat the Yankees again last night, 4 games to 1 so far.