SPRING!
It is spring.
I have switched from wearing a turtleneck and a long-sleeved shirt over it to wearing a t-shirt and a long-sleeved shirt over. I don't really need the long-sleeved shirt today. It's 75 degrees.
I am down at my favorite coffee shop, in theory working on a story. But I am actually surfing the Internet. There are flowers on the coffee shop tables, forsythia and daffodils from a staff person's garden.
Tomorrow I am taking off from the job search and other tasks. Sunday I plan to clean house, especially clean the desk in my bedroom, so I can use it as a work space. Monday I will get back to looking for work.
Most of the classes given at the Minnesota Work Force sites -- where the unemployed gather to look at computers and brood -- sound irrelevant to me. How to write a resume. How to use a computer. How to speak English. But a couple of the sites in very prosperous suburbs have interesting sounding classes.
I need to sign up, along with Patrick. He will need to drive.
I have switched from wearing a turtleneck and a long-sleeved shirt over it to wearing a t-shirt and a long-sleeved shirt over. I don't really need the long-sleeved shirt today. It's 75 degrees.
I am down at my favorite coffee shop, in theory working on a story. But I am actually surfing the Internet. There are flowers on the coffee shop tables, forsythia and daffodils from a staff person's garden.
Tomorrow I am taking off from the job search and other tasks. Sunday I plan to clean house, especially clean the desk in my bedroom, so I can use it as a work space. Monday I will get back to looking for work.
Most of the classes given at the Minnesota Work Force sites -- where the unemployed gather to look at computers and brood -- sound irrelevant to me. How to write a resume. How to use a computer. How to speak English. But a couple of the sites in very prosperous suburbs have interesting sounding classes.
I need to sign up, along with Patrick. He will need to drive.
posted by Eleanor at 2:05 PM
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