Aug. 10th, 2009

roadrunnertwice: Protagonist of Buttercup Festival sitting at a campfire. (Vast and solemn spaces (Buttercup Fest.))
So I apparently just lost my job. Not in the sense that I got fired, but in the sense that said job i.e. the business itself ceased to exist. As in, job not found, abort/retry/fail?

I am somewhere in the neighborhood of as upset as you would expect me to be. Goddammit, I liked that job. Pretty much everything was going the way I wanted it to go. Finances were stable, I was learning stuff and having fun. Now everything is in pieces on the floor: I can't imagine I have health insurance anymore, so that's pretty awesome. And I need to come up with a source of $1050/mo. pretty much within the next two weeks (HA!).

Plan was to go to WA this week and visit with Laura, and now being away from Portland that long is suddenly a source of anxiety and fear instead of just a relaxing jaunt. I'll probably do it anyway, because We ♥ Laura; I'll just be a little distracted, so please forgive me in advance. o_o

It sounds like there's still some packing-up to be done on Tuesday and maybe a few days in addition to that, but I'm at liberty tomorrow. Guess I'll polish up my résumé and go drop it off at five or six places. At least I've gained some skills in the last few months; I'd really rather stay in retail than go back to canvassing. Hey, maybe I can get some kind of technical job, that might be nice too. And I'm pretty confident Abundant's managers will give good reference for me.

Still: I'm a little worried. I've got something like $1500 to my name at the moment; I'll be getting another half a paycheck, maybe a bit more; let's be conservative and call $1700 the total. I don't like that number one bit. Expect me to be a little bit tense for a while. And if you get any interesting leads on jobs around town, do please pass them on.

Posting without friends-lock, because why the hell not, right?
roadrunnertwice: Me looking up at the camera, wearing big headphones and a striped shirt. (Default)
Bits and trailings:

* Man, I bet I can get some bomb-ass food-stamps now! Applying tomorrow, since benefits get calculated from date of application, once they're actually approved.
* What is "Unemployment?" As in, unemployment benefits. Can anyone educate me real fast about where that money comes from, how it's calculated, and what one has to do/have-done to qualify for it?
* I can bake a delicious loaf of whole-wheat sandwich bread (non-vegan), white sourdough with or without a touch of spelt for extra sourness (vegan), and a really amazing dark rye with a crispy crust and soft crumb (vegan or slightly non-). (That last one's a rustic loaf, and more suited to eating in hunks than it is to sandwiches.) If you're in Portland, maybe I can sell you one of these loaves for five bucks; maybe I can even deliver it while still warm. Get in touch.
* I wonder what I'm gonna do about that hat I was knitting. Probably better just slip in a placeholder, give Melissa back her needles, and mothball it until I can bear to look at yarn recreationally again.
* In terms of carving out space for writing and other creative pursuits in my life, this really couldn't have come at a worse time. Damn your pyramid, Maslow, 'cause I was really looking forward to some self-actualization.