The Monday Work Force
It's Monday. I'm like Garfield. I hate Monday's. Even though I do not have to trudge off to a job right now and I'm stuck home in front of the computer screen, still sitting in my pajamas, I hate this day of the week. To me, I think Monday is worse for me since I don't have a job right now. Why?
I feel I lack purpose. Even when I was working at previous employments in Michigan or attending classes at Western Michigan University, I would get up first thing Monday morning, grumble a bit, eat some form of breakfast, then head on out to start the week over. At least when I did that, I knew there was someone or something waiting for me, expecting me to be someplace and sometime for some reason. I don't have that now and it really bothers me.
I mean, I try to look on the bright side of all this. Since moving to DeKalb at the end of October, I've had enough free time that I've seriously dedicated myself to my writing and have almost completed a novel that's been in the works for a couple of years. I'm proud of myself on that front and I have a few friends and family members who are waiting to see the completed project. Even that will bring me purpose as I start hunting for an agent and a potential publisher.
But my point is at least for today, the only thing expected of me is that I'll be home a good portion of the day. Thus, I hate Mondays.
I'm envious of employers and students alike. I feel like something big that I can work towards is just out of reach. It wears on you after a while I guess is my point.
But I'm not going to sit here all day like a bump on a log. I do have work to be done in some sense, even if I don't have a boss or manager who is looking over my shoulder. I've already been looking into signing up for substitute teaching for DeKalb county. So I have paperwork to work on for that and I have already called my doctor in Michigan to have them send me my negative TB test results so I can file those at the education office.
That actually ended up being pretty convenient as I have to have a yearly TB test and physical. You see, I take Humira shots for Crohn's disease treatment. So getting the results only took a phone call.
But once I receive those, I just have to file my paperwork, take a test on blood born illnesses, and get my fingers printed. Then maybe I'll be able to find something that pays relatively decently and put me in a line of work that I want to be in.
To add to that, I'm going to be checking into Illinois Works, which is a service by the Illinois Chamber of Commerce to help find employment. I can't get our car today, so I'm going to register on the website, do some browsing, then tomorrow, I'll suit up and head into their office and see if they can assist me at all.
Until I find a job, I'm afraid that this is what my Mondays will be like. And I hate Mondays.
I feel I lack purpose. Even when I was working at previous employments in Michigan or attending classes at Western Michigan University, I would get up first thing Monday morning, grumble a bit, eat some form of breakfast, then head on out to start the week over. At least when I did that, I knew there was someone or something waiting for me, expecting me to be someplace and sometime for some reason. I don't have that now and it really bothers me.
I mean, I try to look on the bright side of all this. Since moving to DeKalb at the end of October, I've had enough free time that I've seriously dedicated myself to my writing and have almost completed a novel that's been in the works for a couple of years. I'm proud of myself on that front and I have a few friends and family members who are waiting to see the completed project. Even that will bring me purpose as I start hunting for an agent and a potential publisher.
But my point is at least for today, the only thing expected of me is that I'll be home a good portion of the day. Thus, I hate Mondays.
I'm envious of employers and students alike. I feel like something big that I can work towards is just out of reach. It wears on you after a while I guess is my point.
But I'm not going to sit here all day like a bump on a log. I do have work to be done in some sense, even if I don't have a boss or manager who is looking over my shoulder. I've already been looking into signing up for substitute teaching for DeKalb county. So I have paperwork to work on for that and I have already called my doctor in Michigan to have them send me my negative TB test results so I can file those at the education office.
That actually ended up being pretty convenient as I have to have a yearly TB test and physical. You see, I take Humira shots for Crohn's disease treatment. So getting the results only took a phone call.
But once I receive those, I just have to file my paperwork, take a test on blood born illnesses, and get my fingers printed. Then maybe I'll be able to find something that pays relatively decently and put me in a line of work that I want to be in.
To add to that, I'm going to be checking into Illinois Works, which is a service by the Illinois Chamber of Commerce to help find employment. I can't get our car today, so I'm going to register on the website, do some browsing, then tomorrow, I'll suit up and head into their office and see if they can assist me at all.
Until I find a job, I'm afraid that this is what my Mondays will be like. And I hate Mondays.