I'm having trouble trying to figure out what to write about. These last few days I've felt I should write something, but when I go to do it, nothing worth writing comes to mind. Well thats not true, I could write another 20 posts about my mother-in-law (and I probably will), I could write about the healthcare debate currently going on in the US, I could write about US politics in general, I could write about my neighbours and how cool they are, I could write about video games, I could write about my family and how my gramps has cancer and how worried I am about that, or my nephew that just decided not to take his scholarship to university, but the reality is I just can't seem to find the energy to get involved in writing. So I sit in front of my computer looking like I am doing anything but playing a video game, cause otherwise the mother-in-law will flip her lid. (again)
I know where its coming from though. I've been out of work for over a year and a half now, with no job prospects at all (I spend about 2 hours a day searching for work through multiple websites, and applying for whatever I can), we have about $30 to last us till I get my next unemployment cheque and we are running out of food staples. I put an ad in a few online places to sell some of my woodworking stuff and I didn't get one call about it. So right now I'm just frustrated that not much is going right in my world and I wonder how the hell we are going to afford to move in the spring if this keeps up. So I feel trapped and don't have any control over my life. Its not a good feeling.
The good news is my wife finally got a bite through her website and may have some money coming in next week. What she does is pay people to try out products through a web site. This used to be doing pretty well, but in the last half year its taken a nose dive, so its nice to see even one person come to her to do some work. I really hope it picks up again.
So thats me right now. Frustrated and bored.
Appologies for the downer post.
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