by Eleanor Arnason | Wednesday, April 22, 2009 • I was so upset yesterday that I did not go to sleep till morning and then for only an hour or two.
During the dark hours in the middle of the night I updated my resume and wrote a cover letter for it. I need to print these out and proof them, then email them to a job prospect.
I filed for unemployment and talked to a couple of insurance agencies about my Cobra extension.
Patrick and I got groceries, and I made lunch.
That’s been the day.
Friday, April 24
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.