For the past two months, I've been in crisis mode, feeling as if every moment of every day needs to be filled with solving the problems that have arisen from Chip's layoff. I've come to realize that I can't do that anymore. So today, instead of looking for jobs or working or writing or cleaning the house or stressing about bills, we took a walk with Emerson on the new walking trail that recently opened near our house. The sky was just getting ready to open up into a thunderstorm, and we talked and laughed and planned and enjoyed Emerson's great new noises. It was a much better way to spend a half an hour than staying at home and fretting would have been.
This situation, I've accepted, is not going to be solved tomorrow. There just aren't a lot of jobs out there at the moment, and those that are out there are flooded with applications like never before. Getting a (good) job in Montana is tough at the best of times, so I am not sure why I thought everything would be back to normal by the end of July (the cut-off date for the company insurance). It's going to be a slog, and I have to get used to that.
Part of getting back into "real" life for me is trying to get back to blogging. I just haven't felt that I could justify the time it takes to post regularly. I can find the time, and I need to. Just as I need to find the time for walks in the pre-rain.