I do miss working. I never thought I would say those words, let alone write them, but I do miss working, having a routine and earning my own money. It’s a good healthy state of mind to have a job, a career, something to strive for every day. I have just happened to fall in the unlucky pit of unemployment, I’m slowly clawing my way out. But just when I reach the top, another fresh batch of unemployed people push me back down. It’s a vicious circle. That’s life, or so I’m told by Frank Sinatra.
Being jobless does have its little luxuries though. I can spend all day in my pyjamas stuffing my face and watching films. I can write till my heart is content, listen to bad music and walk around with a face mask on without scaring anyone. However living like this for too long can send a girl crazy. I need something to be working for, which is why I am so lucky that I have my writing. There’s also a ton of books I am working my way through, very slowly. I have a wedding to also sort out and a baby on the way so I have plenty to keep me busy between job searches and midwife appointments.
I wouldn’t want to live this way forever, not by choice. As soon as I am offered a nice shiny job with regular pay I am taking it. I don’t know how people on benefits can survive for years without work. There are times where it is literally mind numbing, you feel like you would get more excited watching paint dry. Which reminds me, we need to paint the nursery at some point? I’m thinking a lovely forest green. What was I saying? Oh yes. Benefit people. I really don’t understand how they do it. I do understand the logic of not wanting to take a job that pays less than what you are getting in benefits but there must be a point where you think it’s worth it to just be able to get out there and start working again? Surely? I do understand families who won’t take anything that pays less as they have ten thousand mouths to feed and can’t let their children starve. In the world we live in employers just can’t afford to pay us more, especially in this era where unemployment is at an all-time high. One of the worst times to be jobless and here I am. Great. Having a degree these days means nothing. Hopefully one day soon it will and everything will change. I can dream right?