I have been wanting to do a podcast for years now.
My problem is I have too many things I want to talk about or do as a podcast.
A disjointed journey
I have been wanting to do a podcast for years now.
My problem is I have too many things I want to talk about or do as a podcast.
I drempt last night that I was working for a Disneyland type place.
Looking at who I am today, it is almost unbelievable that at one time, I could have been a trad wife.
Since the election, I have been running through the gammut of emotions. Anger, defeat, fear, resignation, proactiveness, reactionary, etc.
This year has just been a whirlwind. Tons of things happened, and the Universe really answered hard core, and often in ways I was not at all expecting!
It is odd to have a moment of time where I have no work to do.
It has been a long while since I last wrote. So much has happened.
Yesterday, I talked to my coworker who I used to work with at the union. As expected, it was a conversation mostly dominated by the horrible people who were and are still there. I hate regurgitation these things, but yesterday, something interesting happened…
I realized over the weekend that I need to prepare for being unemployed. I have been hoping beyond hope that I’d be hired long before the deadline, but now, I am not so sure.
a free flow prose piece