I've just been a writin' fool these last few days. Emails and blog-comments rather than posts here at Mannersism, but most of my writing has been at Worst Luck... I combined and finished off the first draft of Chapter Four, and have posted the first part of Chapter Five since last I wrote here.
It's wonderful being able to devote so much time to my writing, but I am going to have to start concentrating more on the job issue... I'm just about out of money. I have all my bills paid for this month, but with only about eight dollars left over, and a little bit of wiggle-room on one of my credit-cards. It's a very uncomfortable feeling.
I am going to start sorting through my jewelry and books to find things to sell at eBay and local buy-and-sell stores (I need to drastically reduce both collections anyway), and I think I'm going to register with a temp agency for the time being instead of focusing exclusively on finding a permanent job right now... but also keep looking for permanent employment, step up the job search to a daily ritual instead of once or twice a week checking on the boards of the two companies I want to work for as well as the two job-search-engines at which I am registered (Yahoo! Hot Jobs and Bay Area Job Finder).
Pardon me if I'm rambling, but I'm very sleepy; after going to bed last night at my unemployment-usual two a.m., I got up really early (7:30) this morning to help my sister move before going to lunch with JB and AM from the office, and afterward we did quite a lot of window-shopping. I fell in love with a sofa at Restoration Hardware (it was so comfortable I didn't want to get out of it), and I keep thinking about it; I also got a little jeweled elephant (it was 75% off) and some stationery cards with pugs on them (have I ever mentioned that I love pugs?) and a jar of face-cream that I totally can't afford but after trying the sample I couldn't continue to exist without it (l'Huile d'Olive [that's olive oil, in case you don't know French] Radiance Moisturizing Cream from l'Occitane en Provence).
And now I'm just writing because I need to write but I can't concentrate sufficiently to do any work on "Chapter 5, Part 2." I think I shall take my sleepy little brain out to the living room for some soothing television, or maybe I'll just get in bed and watch a video or something. I don't know. I don't care. Too sleepy to care.
Talk to you again soon!