The Short Soliloquy
You probably noticed that as life has been moving along one day at a time, I was missing in action. If you’ve read my blog for long, I bet you were able to guess why I disappeared. So much has happened over the last week that writing it all would cause you to click away without reading to the end of the post.
Holidays are stressful. I don’t care how prepared I am, Thanksgiving and Christmas are stressful holidays to me. This year, Thanksgiving was stressful because I was and still am unemployed. It is really starting to drag me down.
Anyway, my sister and brother-in-law cooked a very delicious Thanksgiving dinner, I mean Thanksgiving feast. While waiting for everything to finish cooking, we talked, watched football and played with our phones. LOL
My Best Friend, Bella
Bella has gotten used to me being home all day and is able to take naps on her normal schedule. Of course, I’m home all day because I haven’t found a job and during the holidays, no one seems to be interviewing.
Stores Are Packed With Products
Alyssa had me go on a few craft runs for her and I marvel at all the stuff in the stores. Remember, not only am I not a shopper, but it wasn’t that long ago that I overcame the PTSD related agoraphobia. I couldn’t believe how much scrapbook paper there was in JoAnn Fabrics. Believe it or not, the pattern Alyssa wanted me to find was not at the store. I was shocked.
People Are Often Strange
One of the strangest things I’ve seen during the past week was during my trip to the mall. I heard a billion jingle bells getting closer and closer. My head was twisting around like an exorcist as I tried to figure out the source of the bells. Finally, I saw them…a man and a woman. Both people were dressed like women and decked out with a billion jingle bells. Why? I have no idea. I quit trying to figure people out. I think that everyone is weird in their own way and the two people at the mall were a bit over the top with all their bells.
Have I mentioned that I still haven’t found a job yet? Maybe I forgot to say that it is depressing me terribly not having a job. It is also dragging down my feelings of self-worth which I think is zapping all my creativity.
I feel a bit wordless.
“Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.” ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ~