Empty Shell St. Patty’s Day Ramble

I’m at home, jobless, and I feel like I’m floundering.

I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be a stay at home parent.  Let me just say, I think you need more organizational skills than I currently possess to do it justice.  I’ve been writing, but not as much as I thought I would.  Cleaning, but my home’s looking rough around the edges.  I’m filling out job applications, but not finding anything full-time…  It’s safe to say, this staying at home stuff isn’t much to brag about.  Maybe I’m doing it wrong.  I like schedules and consistency.  Perhaps I’m better at managing other people than I am at managing myself.

On the plus side, I spent an hour cleaning up my front yard while listening to the faint sounds of Irish music wafting over from the local brew pub on the next street over.  So bizarre!  A couple of weeks ago, there was two feet of snow on the ground.  Now I’ve got daffodils popping up.

Now that the weather is warming up, perhaps I should be spending more time outdoors.  (Helps keep the depression at bay!)

Take Care!  JH