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And The Beat Goes On

Published September 22, 2016 by mindfulofchatter

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It seems like eons since my last post. In actuality it has been 4 days. Only 4 days. It is amazing how time can warp to feel long or short depending on our mood and the things that impact that time.

In those 4 days I have finished up more orders that I will ship today, gotten an order for three more of the little pumpkins I have been painting (along with the skulls), looked RV’s to live in, and applied for more jobs. Today I will go back to one place I applied at before and re-apply. It can’t hurt. They can only ignore me again. I’d phrase it as saying ‘No’, but they never actually say anything. They simply never ring back.

I have made enough money with my little painting gig to pay my bills but not my rent. I think there is local group that may help with my rent. I will have to ferret them out and see. I am not adept at ‘working the system’ because until lately, I have had no need, and I dislike having to be helped by government agencies. I can work. I want to work. There’s just that snag of finding the actual work itself.

I’ve applied for a few housekeeping jobs. I am of the generation that dresses nicely when going to look for work. This becomes a disadvantage at times. The last place I went tried to steer me into care giving, which I am not wired to do. Another place thought I ought to work the front desk, but they had no openings there. I want to work in housekeeping, but no one seems to think I ought to.

Now understand, I am not dressed to the nines. I am not in a skirt suit and heels, with my hair swept up into a french roll. I do not look like I ought to be a TV attorney or executive. I wear a nice, casual dress and flats. My hair is brushed and I wear light make-up. Apparently the ability to dress remotely nice means you can’t run a vacuum cleaner, make beds and dust.

Now, I know what housekeeping is. I have done hotel housekeeping. It is hard work. You are exhausted the first week or so. Your body hurts from head to toe until it becomes accustomed to the work. It isn’t as easy as people think it is. So, yeah, please tip your housekeeper when you stay at a hotel. She is working harder than you may think.

I am looking for a cheap RV. It doesn’t have to pretty. I can clean it up. I just need a place to live and not be homeless. I have a marvelous friend who would like very much for me to be where she is so we can help each other. That is our goal. But I need an RV of some sort to make that happen. Or a million dollars to buy a place for us to live, but the RV seems a much more achievable task at the moment.

I am grateful for the help I have been given up to this point. It has kept me afloat. I am grateful for the people who have ordered the little skulls and pumpkins, many of whom have paid more than the balance due. I am grateful that GusMonster is still with me and still mostly happy. I am grateful for every day I have with him.

The beat goes on. I will keep dancing along with it.

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Where To Go From Here

Published September 18, 2016 by mindfulofchatter

Lately I have been painting little skulls I found at my local dollar store. I painted a couple to be sugar skulls, posted them online and ka-boom!, people wanted them. For now, this is my source of income. My only source of income. It is not much, but I will be able to pay my current bills.

My GoFundMe was pretty much a flop, as expected. A few wonderful people donated (THANK YOU!!), but many more passed it by. Again, I find it funny that if the 282 people who viewed it had donated a simple $10, I would have damn near made my goal of $3k. I know that money is tight for almost everyone, and those who want to give choose carefully. And, as usual for me, there was a disaster almost as soon as I began my campaign. I should take that as a sign.

I have filled more applications. I spent over an hour filling out one for the post office. Their online application is tedious and you can not copy and paste information onto it. Who made that decision? It took a lot longer to fill out because every single form space had to be manually typed in. Including work history and duty descriptions. Sheesh.

Tomorrow I will go apply for a job I don’t want, in an industry I don’t want to work in. Why? Because I have to. I need a job, or income that covers my bills. At the moment I have neither.

I friend steered me to website for seniors looking for jobs. It was a very nice thought, but either the site does not work, or there is nothing at my end of the country on that site. I filled in all the spaces, hit go and got a lot on nothing. Not even one of those little notes that pop up to tell you there is nothing matching your search (I used to get that message on dating sites – *lol*).

Today I will continue to fill my dia de los muertos craneos orders, take the dogs to the park, and keep the wheels turning.

Have a grand day as well.

PS Gus is still with us. He is having more issues with his back and hind end control. Overall, he is doing better than I expected him to. He is still pretty bright most days, and still wants to go with me in the car. I changed his food a little and he is eating better, though on occasion, he won’t eat first thing in the morning. I think his stomach is upset some days, but I feed him a little later and he is fine.