Resilient

And now, no job.

My employment ended mid-January.

My boss is very happy. And I am too, actually. I enjoy having more time to do the things that I want to do, and spend time in my own home, with my dogs.

I am going to miss the paycheck.

I am starting the job search. Regroup. My mother called me RESILIENT. I think this is my current life motto. Resilient.

I am having to choose carefully who I spend my time with. It is no picnic to hear people say discouraging things about the job market. I don't need lots of jobs. I need one job. And one job is easy to find. I can always find employment; it just may not be at the career level that I was hoping to be at.

So please send encouraging comments only.

I have finished a scarf for my sister in law, and am planning on designing a few hat patterns for a local knit shop. Me. Designing. OMG, as they say.

And perhaps I can pick up some writing jobs. Freelance? I don't know.

It feels like a beginning, not an end. I miss my coworkers. I miss them a lot. They are a group of highly talented women, with joy and creativity. It was a privilege to work with them for the time I did.

So, at the very least, there should be more blog posting.

How does this affect my diabetes? I don't know. I haven't been testing. It's tough for me to create structure for my life without the job. I'm getting back on track, though.

I am resilient.