July 7 2012, SOLUTIONS NOT AVAILABLE                      

This has been a strange few weeks. My father-in-law passed away and a dear friend is about to follow him. All are sad, family and friends. Our minds don’t seem to grasp it all, and then when they appear to, tears follow….it’s a pattern, again and again. There is no solution to death or to dealing with it.

The world on the other hand is still fighting. Now it’s healthcare. Obama, who is trying to solve the problem is getting all kinds of grief; it’s another tax, after all, so few are happy. The idea is to give everyone health insurance by everyone paying. But again, none have a better idea. There seems to be no solution.

On the micro scale, I will have foot surgery this week for joint replacement and be on crutches for a month or more. Our van broke down and now we have only one old car. My disability still has not been approved, and both our health insurance and unemployment benefits will expire at year’s end. Is there a solution here?

It’s scary…for lots of people these days, for lots of reasons. I think it will always be. The world is changing, as it should, I guess. But why in ways that desperately cry for solutions?

I have what??

Hashimoto's Encephalopathy. Sounds a bit like a rather odd Japanese dish instead of a rare medical condition...a dish I would never volunteer to taste, mind you. But it seems I don't have to volunteer anything: I have it, free of charge.

Seems the antibodies that impair my thyroid's function got bored with simply messing around with that lowly organ and moved onward and upward to start playing with the neurons in my head. Obviously, my complaints were really all in my head, ...quite literally in my head.

So I'll spend 2 weeks in Hahnemann where they'll zap me with steriods and eventually dislocate those litttle buggers. We'll see; it sounds too simple. I mean, I'll get my head back, all to myself, unaffected by the gnats that have been making me miserable, unhappy, confused, with short-term memory loss, tremours, depression, the list goes on. I wonder how long I've been sabotaged; was it through one job lay off, or two?

New lights

Life begins again! New people, new outlets, new magic, new challenges. If it's part of the past, there's no room for it in the future...It's invigorating!

2010

Welcome! May it be a happier place to live this year, for all of us.

Job 2009

It's great to be back!

Esta contratada!

I'm part of the world again! I've been hired as a copywriter...in Center City. The people seem great, the work is obviously what I wanted and almost gave up trying to find. I'm glad I didn't (well I did...more than once, but I always started again.) Three miserable years! I'm so grateful it's over!

I'm starting all over again at entry level, but who am I to complain. I think I'm very fortunate in this environment. Millions of professionals have accepted the fact that the market may never be what it once was. It's a depression of sorts out there, and I had lost my place like so many others. But I found it again! Thank you, God, again and again and again!

NJ rain

We're home and we're still wet! This has been el verano mucho mojado, everywhere...north and south! Drip, drip, drip.

I've already made plane reservations to go back south. But, as my luck would have it, I may have a second interview that week...Elsevier. While that alone is great, the timing isn't...I will lose 200 dolares if I don't go to Sarasota, plus disappoint a few people. I'm in a pickle. Not that I haven't been here before. But why is nothing easy?

Still, Florida was great. If I don't get this writing job, I may head south permanently. Imagine waking every day with the sun in your face. The day is a different color from the outset. Positive, hopeful. I could get used to that color.

But I'll wait. Give Jersey another, maybe one last chance. I hope to know soon. We'll see.

At least the rain has stopped.