(Photo source: Moi, my art again)
It’s always darkest before the dawn. Out of work for 18 months, a barrage of “where’s our money” phone calls, scrambling to keep food on the table, threats to cut off the hydro….
Ahhhhh: thank goodness there’s the distraction of Christmas to take my mind off our financial woes….
Sorry, but there’s no sarcasm font made yet, so I have to be sure…. Yeah, thought you’d get it.
Christmas is a nightmare for the under-employed.
I don’t remember where I first heard that term coined, but I have adopted it (much like the reference to a font for sarcasm!). For someone like me who has struggled to find a job and eventually started taking kids in for daycare, it’s a perfect fit. It’s sort of a job, but not really and the money is completely unreliable:
But today, the clouds broke, a weak little sun peaked through and the universe smiled upon me once more: I got a job today! Woohoo!
It’s not going to make me a million bucks, but it is going to help pay the bills and maybe I’ll even be able to fill a stocking for the kiddies.
Now I’ve got to go practise my up-selling techniques:
“Would you like a Boston Cream donut with that today?”