A bit frustrated this weekend. Had a temper-tantrum yesterday. Brief, but memorable. Poor Peter. He wanted so badly to somehow make things better for me but, of course, he can’t. I appreciated the attempt, though.
What has occurred to me is that I don’t have much real self-discipline. In fact, I’ll go so far as so say that I have virtually none. Since being unemployed, I stay up all night, I sleep most of the day, I don’t go out, I don’t do much. I try to keep up with the housework and I watch a lot of t.v. I’ve also been doing a lot of crochet, but none of these things are going to be paying the bills anytime soon.
I submitted 9 resumes last week so hopefully that’ll translate into at least a nibble next week. I know that I’m eligible for unemployment for another 4 months, and perhaps beyond that if Congress passes another emergency extension but I really don’t think I’m up to that. It wouldn’t be so bad if I had at least a few interviews or even telephone calls but I just don’t seem to be making the cut at this point.
Oh well, tomorrow is another Monday. Maybe something good will happen.