You’d think that being unemployed would come with oodles of free time.
But I’m finding that having more time at home does not mean having more time to do with as I please. In fact, it means having less time. Because now I’m spending eight hours every day taking care of my toddler, and what used to be my “free” time, when I could write and do laundry and maybe squeeze in a shower, has now become my apply-for-jobs-online time.
And that’s on the good days. You know, the days when there are any new jobs at all for me to send applications to.
Anyway. I just wanted to check in and let my readers know that I have not fallen off the face of the Earth.
I’m hoping to summon the time and energy to write an actual post in the near(ish) future. Thanks for bearing with me.