I've worked full-time in my chosen profession
- I've worried about work schedules and deadlines and software updates
- I've made sure my legs were shaved on a regular basis
- I've gotten a decent paycheck
- I felt secure about my self-worth, work-wise
- I didn't think
constantlydaily about the economy
- I didn't search for a job daily
- I had health insurance, and a primary care physician
- I've had my hair highlighted (I've had one haircut, six months ago)
- I didn't have to worry about having enough money to get through the month
- I haven't felt constantly stressed and harried with work and home and The Boy pulling at me for my time
- I often felt isolated, alone, lonely
I've pretty much given up the idea of another technical writing job (though a recruiter called yesterday...we'll see what happens there)
- My legs meet a razor when the mood strikes, or when I am forced to dress like a respectable grownup (translation: sans jeans and hoodie)
- I got my last unemployment check last week - but the Senate approved yet another extension today; the House passed theirs a week or so ago. A compromise is in the works. If things go well, I may be able to
suck from the government teat for a couple more monthsreceive additional extended benefits.
- I am worried, yet relaxed (if that makes sense). Since I married The Mister, my burdens are at least half of what they were - I know that, together, we can get through anything that comes our way.
- The Boy gets to spend more time with me (and now, more time with The Mister, since he got laid off at the end of August).
- We've made do, we've provided what we need, but not always what we want
- I realize I wasted lots of money and worried about things I couldn't change anyway
- I am more grateful for what we have
- I cook more, I bake more (and the waistline shows it)
- I own ponytail holders and aprons - who'da thunk it?
- I know I'm not alone in my struggles and insecurities - and likewise, I have people to share the good times with