I know I’ve been away from this little blog of mine for a couple weeks ago. Somehow, I had messed up my foot, and it has taken up a lot of my energy. It has affected damn near everything around me, keeping me mostly laid up.
Seriously, I was beginning to worry about bed sores as I sat around on the couch for almost two weeks. It see hurts, but instead of a constant stream of ibuprofen and f-bombs, its just hurts enoughfor that great Science Fiction curse “frak” (or Frell depending on your science fiction persuasion).
I will be okay. I am certain of that much.
In the meantime, I did manage to finish my first story in a very long time, and I’m pretty proud of it. I am also debating the next thing to work on.
Really, though, I need a damn job. I’m still searching and working on it.
I had to head into Terre Haute this morning for a meeting about Reemployment Training. Since I am drawing unemployment, the State feels like I might need some help getting a new job. I am trying to be optimistic. There might actually be some workshops and classes I can use to brush up on my skills. I am not going to hold my breath.
We were also reminded that we had never paid in, but the businesses we worked for paid into the Unemployment Insurance pool. I wonder how true that is, really. I also am forced to wonder if the insurance was not there, would we have gotten that money as part of our wages?
What a mess we have gotten ourselves into. But hey, I am writing again! I keep reminding myself that Mario Puzo wrote the Godfather when he was really short of cash, maybe I can pull off a few smaller miracles?