Friday, February 28, 2014

Because...Why Not?

Okay, so this is day 3 of being unemployed.  I went ahead and signed up for unemployment right away. Because...why not?  I don't know how it is in other states, but in Illinois, they actually have a job search website. They set you up with log in information and encourage you to upload a resume and all that as soon as your unemployment application is done.  Which is really helpful because you have to prove that you're looking for work while your drawing unemployment. question to people of the US is this...why are you saying there are no jobs?  I realize it's probably a little different in the "big city" or in different states or areas or whatever.  But around here, there are jobs.

I think people are too picky. I mean, if you need a, really need a job, then what is so wrong with taking a job outside of your comfort zone?  I applied for a bakery job at Panera.  Because...why not? I'm considering applying for a part-time seasonal job at Lowe's. It's in the garden area, so I would get to be outside and around plants and flowers all day.  What's so wrong with that?  If I got desperate, I would consider applying for a job at Pizza Hut.  Because...why not?

So what if I have a college degree?  I have a bachelors degree in agriculture.  For the last almost eleven years, I worked in the credit department of a company that manufactures broadcast equipment.  Absolutely nothing to do with agriculture (the Lowe's job would be close...horticulture is an off-shoot of ag).

Maybe I'm disillusioned by the whole job market/search.  I know I am, actually. I think it will be easy.  I know it won't be, though. Because supposedly, there are a hundred other people gunning for the same job.  But maybe not.  Am I wrong in thinking that people are hyper-focused on getting a job in the area they know?  Or what their degree is in?  I realize that's kind of the whole point of going to college and getting the degree in the first place.  But if the job market is THAT BAD, what's wrong with settling?  How do you know deep down that you really, really want to do something in that field anyway?

Again, maybe it's just me.  I settled.  My dream job is to be an author.  Granted, the last novel I finished is a a contemporary YA set on a farm, I don't think that counts.  So why didn't I major in English?  Because it didn't seem plausible at the time.  Back then, I didn't think writing was a lucrative career.  Publishing is a different ballgame now, though.  Anybody can publish, thanks to e-books and self-publishing.  So why don't I do that?  Because I'm a big dreamer.  I want the lit agent and the BIG BOOK DEAL. The whole shebang. Go big or go home kind of stuff.

So why would I settle for a measly part-time job at a fast food joint?  Because why not?  How do you know that wouldn't be the most satisfying thing you've ever done?  So what if you've got the fancy degree in marketing or some crap?  If you need a job that badly, why not take what's available?

Am I thinking about this the wrong way?  Do I have some kind of warped view of the world?  Probably.

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Top 10 Reasons Why Everything Will Be Okay

Last Friday on Instagram, I posted this picture with the caption "It's not going to be so bad being unemployed."

Granted, she is not this chipper and smiley all the time, but I am definitely not going to mind spending the extra time with her.

It's easy for me to make this into a positive. Luckily I am in a situation where unemployment isn't the end of life as we know it. Things will be harder, I'm not denying that. But I feel like I will have so many more opportunities now. Opportunities for the fun things I like to do that I feel like I've been missing out on for a long time.

So here it is. My top ten reasons why everything is going to be okay...

1. This is my TBR pile...and not even all of it. Somewhere in there are books I have actually read, but this is the sad state of my life lately.

2. This is where I like to do some crafty type stuff. It will no longer be neglected and lonely.

3. This is what my #crochetmoodblanket2014 looks like so far. Not all the squares are joined yet, but hopefully someday soon they will be.

4. I'm embarrassed to even post this, but hopefully this will not be the norm going forward!

5. The same is true for the state of my kitchen sink. Luckily today I already did the dishes before I started this post.
(Yes, I did them and then ate lunch, hence the lonely bowl)

6. I can dress like this every day. I probably won't, but it's nice to have the option. I'm finally going to be able to wear all the t-shirts I've been collecting for years. And I can free up some space in the closet by putting away my work clothes.

7. Most important, these are some of the recent writing type projects I have started. I will finish ALL OF THEM!

8. And these are just some of the notebooks in my collection, just waiting to be filled.

9. I recently bought this puzzle. I will put it together and hang it on the wall.

10. I will finally get around to putting all of these pictures into albums.

The more I thought about this list, the more I realized how crazy I am. It's not very realistic to think I will survive this with my sanity. I'm not the stay-at-home mom type. Working is something I have to do. So we'll see what happens. I'm sure I'll have more time to blog now, so you will get to read all about the adventure!

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

It Happened

So remember my last post? About wanting to quit my job? Turns out, I didn't have to. Here's how it went down, in case you're wondering how corporate America does it nowadays.

The day began like any other. Then the rumors started to fly. "So and so from this department got let go. I heard 20 people are going today." So on and so forth. Then somehow it gets confirmed and we sit on pins and needles, wondering who is next. We keep an eye on HR, watching for signs of someone else on their way out.

By 3 o'clock, we think it's done and we start to relax. Then the woman who has been your boss for the past however many years but got replaced by some heartless corporate shill comes out of her office and asks to see four of us. There are five in our department, in case you're keeping track.

Former boss practically breaks down then. But she has to compose herself long enough to dial up a couple of the other new heartless corporate tools. And as that woman obviously reads from a script, we realize what is happening. Thank you for all you've done. We appreciate your years of service. Blah blah blah. Your jobs are going to Mexico.

Wait. What? 

We had to hear that last part twice before it hit us.

The best part? This wasn't a clean out your cube and get out kind of thing. No, we have to come in for another few days and then we'll be done. 

How do you even process that? What's the protocol there? According to new boss who is a thousand miles away, I have to train other people on how to do my job. Oh, and I also have to collect the rest of the money I was forecasted to collect this week.


What incentive do I have to do that? Besides going out on a high note to prove I was worthwhile? Sorry, but it's not worth it to me. Maybe that's just me being negative and petty. I don't care. I spent a lot of the day cleaning out my cube. I answered the phone and took care of a couple things that needed to be dealt with right away. I spent an hour on the phone with a couple new people training them. But I already knew I was losing that part of my job before yesterday.

I'm not sure yet what tomorrow will bring. I have crocheting to do. Novels to start writing. Ebooks to be reading. All sorts of possibilities.

So yeah, it does suck. But I know I'll be better off in the long run. 

Tuesday, February 11, 2014


I don't think I'm lazy.

I got my first job right before I turned 16. I worked all through college. I worked some miscellaneous jobs until I found something permanent. 

That was almost 11 years ago.

Granted, that's not really deserving of any special recognition. My employer didn't think so, either, because I didn't even get an acknowledgement when I hit 10 years. At 5, I got a ring, so I felt pretty jipped.

Anyway, so now that I've worked this long, do I deserve a break? Especially if I'm miserable?

Before I go any further, I would like to acknowledge the fact that I do realize how many people are unemployed and would probably kill for my job. Even if it's crappy. Too bad unemployed people. The company just hired 3 new people in another office that have already set their sights on doing my job better than me.

My dream job is to write full time. I will write ALL THE BOOKS I've always wanted to write. I don't have an agent or anything (yet), so the dumbest thing I could do at this point is to quit just to write.

But do you have any idea how much money I would save on daycare?! And gas?! I wouldn't run to the grocery store every other lunch hour and binge but things I don't really need. And my house! Don't get me started on how clean my house would be.

Alas, I am still a farmer's wife. So we're in debt up to our ears because ground ain't cheap. And there's no special health insurance provided for the self-employed. Is there?! 

Despite all this, I want to quit. I want to give up the money and the benefits. I want to enjoy my kids instead of being too tired. I want to cook elaborate meals and vacuum every day. I want to be a room mother and pick my kids up from school...sometimes. The elementary school is 20 minutes away. The middle school (next year! Gasp!) is even further. I don't even care. I want to go to the park and not have to worry about going out on snow days. 

Am I asking for the moon? Probably...