My grandmother's got the entire church praying for me to find a job and my close friend in North Carolina has a million candles burning in his house. Everyone is rooting for me, expect for the weather.
I hate snow. I really do. It's like the burden that keeps us going here though. Us buffaloians are miserable people who in the winter time, you just don't want to approach. The attitude I can deal with, on a daily basis. It's the driving.
It's the sliding when you want to stop. The holding your breath at every intersection because not only you can't stop, neither can anyone else. It's the person doing 90 mph in the bad weather and then stop right on your bumper expecting you to speed up. It's the not being able to see the stop signs or lights, or other cars.
It's scary. Very scary and if it wasn't for the prospect of me getting a great wonderful job close to home and the appointment that will help my family out during my unemployment, I would be curled up on the couch with a cup of coffee.
Wish me luck and say a little prayer. For the job, and for safe driving.
So they say.. even though I don't know who "they" are... when shit hits the fan, it spreads. The start of the new year I had a lot of dreams and wishful thinking that this bullshit would end and life would move on to normal. No. It didn't.
And I lost my job.
I didn't think it would of been huge. I'm a complete jack of all trades but quickly realized that I'm a jack in the box. A box which won't open with a crowbar and some WD40 to save it's life. Financially, I'm a mess. Emotionally, I'm a mess. But looking at the good parts of all of this, I have actually spent some quality time with my son. Deciding what I want in life and what I can get in life are two completely different things. Knowing that my family and friends are truly the best people.
I'm still looking.. and looking... and my butt got numb today sitting on the floor with the laptop at my sister's house.