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Getting paid to not work, I feel like a farmer.
I applied for unemployment today. It turns out, they will be giving me over $100 a week to hang out at home and look for a job, write fiction, watch TV etc. Pretty much whatever I want. Truth be told, it's not a whole lot less than i was making already. And I won't have to take cab fare and lunch at the mall out of it...
I notice now that my resume is posted at a bunch of job job sites, I'm getting a lot more junk email and random phone calls on my cell. One today was asking me how I'd like to do telemarketing work. I think I'd like to telemarket about as much as i'd like to go back to fast food management, which is not very much at all.
Tonight I finally get to pick up my meds as my doc finally fixed her silly mistake. I am buying food for the cats, stamps and taking advantage of the big sale at Payless, in the true fashion of a very poor person. Better yet, I can get some shoes that match my fly briefcase (so i can look like a well scrubbed hustling rube with my good bag and my cheap shoes...and a little taste.) My briefcase is damn nice after all.
Best news of all is that we had a positive expereince with our new maintenance man. It seems that someone had taken the breaker out of our air conditioner for some reason. I'm not sure why the last guy who came out to fix it didn't notice that; but the important thing is it's fixed now and we are at a comfortable temp. In fact, my feet are chilly and I may go put some socks on. Our garbage disposal also appears to be fixed. I may just call again next week and see what he wants to do about the ants. Aparently the guy also added some Freeon tot he AC. I was of the impression that no one used Freeon anymore.
Tomorrow I'm going to Sec of State and I think I will take Sarah to lunch for helping me out. That will be both festive and fun. And I'm going to outline my story tonight, and hopfully bang out those scenes I have finished in my head. They are pretty scary, and I think I have a part for Joe Martin as well.
I notice now that my resume is posted at a bunch of job job sites, I'm getting a lot more junk email and random phone calls on my cell. One today was asking me how I'd like to do telemarketing work. I think I'd like to telemarket about as much as i'd like to go back to fast food management, which is not very much at all.
Tonight I finally get to pick up my meds as my doc finally fixed her silly mistake. I am buying food for the cats, stamps and taking advantage of the big sale at Payless, in the true fashion of a very poor person. Better yet, I can get some shoes that match my fly briefcase (so i can look like a well scrubbed hustling rube with my good bag and my cheap shoes...and a little taste.) My briefcase is damn nice after all.
Best news of all is that we had a positive expereince with our new maintenance man. It seems that someone had taken the breaker out of our air conditioner for some reason. I'm not sure why the last guy who came out to fix it didn't notice that; but the important thing is it's fixed now and we are at a comfortable temp. In fact, my feet are chilly and I may go put some socks on. Our garbage disposal also appears to be fixed. I may just call again next week and see what he wants to do about the ants. Aparently the guy also added some Freeon tot he AC. I was of the impression that no one used Freeon anymore.
Tomorrow I'm going to Sec of State and I think I will take Sarah to lunch for helping me out. That will be both festive and fun. And I'm going to outline my story tonight, and hopfully bang out those scenes I have finished in my head. They are pretty scary, and I think I have a part for Joe Martin as well.
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If so, good.
And now I must object to your subject line, as you once objected to the reference in one of mine to "hump day." Farmers, vs. corporate farmingocracies, work even when they are paid not to grow something in particular. Moreover (cuz I know you already know that last part), even a quip such as yours (and I did laugh, but mostly cuz I was imagining you in overalls and straw hat with sprig o' wheat hangin' out yer mouth) reinforces those who would deride farmers for receiving the teeny bit of assistance they get.
Thus I defend the farmers as you defend the reputation of what has been, today, a rather lovely day of the week.
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and yes, gladly I am feeling mroe cheerful.
I think its the cool, cool, conditioned air.
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I'm debating whether to put the window air conditioner that's in the basement in one of the two windows it will work easily in (living room, but the only one in there that opens, so nice to keep for a breeze, or guest room [formerly study; in transition now]). I'm leaning toward doing it in the latter, when I finish going through all the books (separating them) and painting (we hadn't quite finished that) and putting the shoe molding back down against the walls from when we stripped and refinished the floor last summer and moving things around and installing the futon and figuring out where to move the litter box to and stuff like taht.
In other words, jealous of your A/C! (Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if my office weren't so hyper-airconditioned, making me all accustomed to that thin, cool, easy-to-breathe air?)
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I am wondering if i can get them to fix the security alarm as well.
I have pretty bad allergies, and can't take allergy meds due to also being on blood pressure meds (its all a rich tapestry of drug intake, i tells ya). so I admit I'm feeling pretty damn good.
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Here's to your cool, relaxed Wednesday!
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I haven't been keeping it up lately, but you can read some about it in
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Gotcha.
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I'm glad that you'll be getting more time to write now.
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You know, i wrote a long response to your earlier post about how I could never live with another woman and find most owmen irritating except in small doses. But then your post vanished.
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