Door To Door – 2009
Yesterday I was outside on my front lawn. Picking up rose branches left from cutting roses for my kitchen counter. A man walked up to
April 30, 2009
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Yesterday I was outside on my front lawn. Picking up rose branches left from cutting roses for my kitchen counter. A man walked up to
Robots keep calling me on the phone. They are such nice young robots. Worried about my financial well-being. In this economy, as they point out,
Looks as though my misplaced job has found a little piece of itself. Part time. For now. Time to muster up the discipline not to
The last few categories in my Reader are Politics, The Web, and Weddings. You can see, by peering, that there are very few Politics or
I was talking to my youngest sister, who is also looking for work, although in her case as part of her emergence from the life
When I first misplaced my job, I was secretly thrilled. At least during those moments when I could put aside the fear of dying homeless
My employer has currently, as I have said, misplaced my job. This may change. Still, as of now, I am not working. This is unusual.
I, like 2.6 million other people in 2008, and more in 2009, have recently lost my job. Well, technically, it isn’t lost. More like misplaced.
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