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I was wrongfully terminated from a job in May 2015 and have been working on an EEO complaint since that time. I also was the main income and carried our insurance. It was a huge blow to not only my ego, but my identity and our finances. Since then, our rent has been raised twice, and my unemployment just isn't enough to cover all our expenses. ObamaCare just isn't cheap people, even with subsidies.
I have applied for approximately 50 jobs, most of which I am too qualified to work, but I'm not picky. At the same time, it would have been near impossible for me to take a job after October 11 and until a few weeks from now because I can't even clean my house, much less work a full-time job.
The most promising job was working immigration with the Department of Labor. My applictation got referred for selection, and with my background in customer service as well as my Spanish language skills, I knew I was a good candidate. Then our lovely President froze all Federal hiring.
So aside from crazy menopause stuff and adjusting to fake hormones, crying attacks, believing that I really need a straight jacket, running to my old bishop's office for hair ties in the middle of sacrament meeting because hot flashes are REAL and they are NASTY, and constant insomnia and/or night sweats, I applied for a couple of jobs. I haven't said anything to too many people because I apply for jobs and nothing happens. It's my awful groundhog day. (Which I actually told my bishop.)
At any rate, I got an email from a reputable company who found my resume online asking me to apply for a job. I thought, what the heck. Now, as a policy, I NEVER apply for jobs when I get the email saying, "We saw your resume online and would love to hire you." Most of them are commission-based sales, and NO THANKS! But something told me to apply. I completed their online application, complete with a salary request and submitted it. Then something said, email the head hunter who asked you to apply, so I did, thanked her for the offer, and let her know that I'd applied for the position.
Long story long, I got an email that I've advanced to the next portion of the process! So I answered the tricky survey questions, and now they're making sure I'm not a psycho.
All of this came tonight after I had to have that heart to heart with my husband that, even though he's been at the same job for a long time and is attached to his clients, it won't support a family, which is never a fun conversation. It's also devastting to watch the man you love be miserable and feel like all he deserves is a job that won't pay the bills when he has the most brilliant mind for business. So I mention that he needs a new job about every six months, and I pray every day that SOMETHING will help him see that he is worth so much more than a pittance and a toxic work envvironment. He's a great insurance guy, he believes in doing the right thing for people, but he's just stuck. He could sell ice to an eskimo in winter, you know? He's brilliant. UGH.
Okay, so that's all for today. If any of my 50 +- readers knows of the perfect job for my quirky husband in Central California, drop it in his lap.
VLOGS and Adoption
A dear friend of mine (I actually used to babysit her) does this incredible vlog with her husband and son. Her story is amazing. I watched her vlog today, and she made me cry. She too has known loss and pain, and she and her husband just became first-time foster parents and are hoping to foster to adopt. Check it out here. She has the best outlook on life and will inspire you to do better and be better. Isn't that what we all want? To do better and be better? So let's do it!
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