You know what? I have a lot to say, and it's all boring and about feelings, and then I feel like nobody cares, possibly including me, plus I'm also full of bitterness, anger, and resentment, which is probably hiding a small mountain of fear and uncertainty underneath. SO let's talk about something else!
As you all doubtless recall, I live in a town of 7000. I thought I was okay with the fact that everything closes at 4:59 PM and the only place open on Sunday is the Walmart, but it turns out I'm only okay with that provided I eventually have meaningful PAID work to do. The nearest cities are a 45-60 minute commute away, each way, which I am not okay with, because if I'm going to spend multiple hours a day commuting I at least want to live near civilization. Which I don't. I love the Farmers' Co-op, but I don't actually need cattle supplies.
(Bug is now throwing a fit about PUTTING HIS DAMN SWIMSUIT ON SO HE CAN GO TO CAMP WHICH HE LOVES. Why yes! I do want to pay other people so I don't have to listen to this shit all day long!)
There is maybe one job a month in the whole 600 square mile county which a) I am qualified for; b) I am not terminally overqualified for; and c) is better than nothing. For example, county clerk, paid $31,000 a year? Worse than nothing. Law school secretary, associate degree preferred but not required? Yeah, right, they're going to hire me. All the ones I'm really qualified for have, so far, refused to offer me a job.
The latest is a chemistry lab instructor position at Next-Door Nutso Military College. On the one hand... it might help in the long run? On the other hand, it might actually be worse than nothing. Especially if I have to wear the uniform.