Sheesh! where does the time go?
I used to be good at this. I used to post every day, or at least every other day, about something ... but somehow I got out of the habit. Maybe because I used to have access at work, and I could post from there ...
But that was long ago. I tallied it up just recently. In the past 3 years, I have been unemployed 14 months. From when I lost my first job in March of 2007, there were 7 months until I got my job at Goody's. I was employed at Goody's from October of 2007 until February of 2009, then I was unemployed for another 7 months. Now I am working again, but in a wildly different field. I am no longer working directly in the computer industry, and I am no longer doing monitoring work. This is good and bad.
It is good, because I finally actually get to *have* holidays along with the rest of almost everyone I know, since I'm not directly tied into a retail or banking business and it's data stream, I'm not denied these 'perks' of paid holidays. It is also bad, because I no longer work in front of a monitor all night, so I don't have the time/wherewithal to keep up with other things that I used to, like this blog, or my extensive collection of online webcomics that I read.
Still, I can't complain. For one; I *am* working again, and after a lean Christmas, when I finally have some of the past three years of mostly-ignored bills caught up, the family will have money again, and I can right some familial wrongs that have been allowed to propagate in the interim. Second, I'm working in a field that I enjoy, albeit different from another field that I enjoy that I'd been working in for the last decade and a half.
On the other hand, I can complain because my schedule is still not as conducive to everyone else's everyday life as I would like. I work second shift, the worst shift for anyone to have a life in. I'm going to work just a little before everyone else is getting off of work, and I miss them all. I get off work about the time even the late-night group of friends are tottering off to bed, and I miss them as well. I get a couple of hours sleep, then I'm up for a bit to help the wife and child get ready for their day, then I have to go back to bed if I'm going to be productive of an evening, or I may do a bit of running around if there are bills or something else that absolutely *has* to be done.
On the whole, however, I'm glad to be working, and I enjoy what I'm doing. There is some small hope that I may be able to move to day shift in the next couple of years, and that will be a good thing if it materializes. If if doesn't -- well ... we'll survive. We may not like it all too much, but we'll get by until it does.
Either way, I'll try to remember to make time to visit here on a regular basis again, as even if no-one reads, I still get things off my chest by writing them out in some manner.
Until the anon ...
Tioraidh!
Ky
But that was long ago. I tallied it up just recently. In the past 3 years, I have been unemployed 14 months. From when I lost my first job in March of 2007, there were 7 months until I got my job at Goody's. I was employed at Goody's from October of 2007 until February of 2009, then I was unemployed for another 7 months. Now I am working again, but in a wildly different field. I am no longer working directly in the computer industry, and I am no longer doing monitoring work. This is good and bad.
It is good, because I finally actually get to *have* holidays along with the rest of almost everyone I know, since I'm not directly tied into a retail or banking business and it's data stream, I'm not denied these 'perks' of paid holidays. It is also bad, because I no longer work in front of a monitor all night, so I don't have the time/wherewithal to keep up with other things that I used to, like this blog, or my extensive collection of online webcomics that I read.
Still, I can't complain. For one; I *am* working again, and after a lean Christmas, when I finally have some of the past three years of mostly-ignored bills caught up, the family will have money again, and I can right some familial wrongs that have been allowed to propagate in the interim. Second, I'm working in a field that I enjoy, albeit different from another field that I enjoy that I'd been working in for the last decade and a half.
On the other hand, I can complain because my schedule is still not as conducive to everyone else's everyday life as I would like. I work second shift, the worst shift for anyone to have a life in. I'm going to work just a little before everyone else is getting off of work, and I miss them all. I get off work about the time even the late-night group of friends are tottering off to bed, and I miss them as well. I get a couple of hours sleep, then I'm up for a bit to help the wife and child get ready for their day, then I have to go back to bed if I'm going to be productive of an evening, or I may do a bit of running around if there are bills or something else that absolutely *has* to be done.
On the whole, however, I'm glad to be working, and I enjoy what I'm doing. There is some small hope that I may be able to move to day shift in the next couple of years, and that will be a good thing if it materializes. If if doesn't -- well ... we'll survive. We may not like it all too much, but we'll get by until it does.
Either way, I'll try to remember to make time to visit here on a regular basis again, as even if no-one reads, I still get things off my chest by writing them out in some manner.
Until the anon ...
Tioraidh!
Ky