I guess the job search is probably the most frustrating out of all these topics, because when it boils down to it, you need some sort of money to live. It is unfortunate that money has to have so much meaning, but it just does.
The other thing that bothers me is that I may apply for xx amount of jobs and get nowhere simply because I fall short of one criteria. It truly sucks. I've talked with HR people on how this works, and for some employers, if you are one criteria short, you are immediately chucked from the pile even if you may be the coolest, hardest working type person.
I read an article a few months ago about a guy who committed suicide, because he could not get employed after two years of searching. Whether this man may have had a mental illness, I do not know, but that isn't really the point. Even those people who are mentally sound, and may do all the right things, it still does not always work out. They may not get to a point of suicide, but yes, they can get frustrated and depressed. It just reminds me how fierce the job market is and how much talent may be missed. Sometimes, I feel like it is the HR people that can make you or break you.
It's a scary time for me and many people who are jobless right now. I've thought about a lot of things--what I could do, what I need to do, whether going back to school is an option, etc., but everything is incredibly scary. Even if you invest and believe in something, it does not guarantee you will come out on top. You may or everything may flop, and then you are right where you started before or worse. With school, both taken time and money--both of which I feel like I do not have enough of.
I know I'm ranting here, and I try not to discuss this too much on here as I do not want to appear like I am whining or depressed or woe is me, etc. I guess the good thing with this all is that I haven't reverted back to ED. Times of stress in the past has caused me to go running backwards. I can't say the idea has not crossed my mind, as sometimes I do think it would be nice to slice my food budget. But deep down, I know it solves nothing and only creates worse problems. Certainly, that in and of itself is a nice victory, but still my head kind of minimizes it, thinking I should be past this point by now. I should be able to endure anything that comes my way.
I'll end this post with highlights or not so highlights of this week:
- I know I at least have a bartending gig in mid September. I'm hoping this will provide an outlet for networking.
- I finished Clover's weave poles--all ten of them!
- Thursday turned out to have a little of Murphy's Law. I was going to meet with a few people for Search and Rescue work. Well, that didn't work out, but I already made plans with a few people to visit them. I did visit with a few, but all the times were shortened.
- On Friday, I had to take my netbook to the computer shop. I discovered Clover had chewed part of the powercord, so my netbook was spouting out "cricket-like" sounds and giving me the blue screen of death. I'm hopeful it is just the cord and the computer is not damaged.
- Friday night, my mom was painting and fell. She broke her humerus bone in several places. She is miserable and in pain, but I'm thankful it was not worse like a cracked skull or something.
- Yesterday, I did another Search and Rescue training with some other trainers. I try to go to this facility 1-2 times a month, as they do similar training. We also use similar training techniques. Tovah is doing well overall, but this training definitely takes time.