Well, there’s isn’t much to update everyone on at the moment. I continue to send out resumes en masse and the phone continues to remain silent except for calls from the occasional telemarketer or a relative checking in to see how we’re holding up. I’ve probably got around 30 resumes out there right now and someone must be looking at them because the Monster.com folks at least keep track of how many times your resume is looked at when you post it on their site.
Being both ADD and unemployed has resulted in posting to the blog suffering dramatically and for this I apologize. One of the ways that people with ADD come to grips with their condition is to develop daily routines. Back when I was working I’d get up at 6AM as soon as the alarm rang and head straight for the bathroom where I’d hop into the shower. After the shower I’d get dressed and then get some breakfast where I’d watch the morning news for about a half hour. From there I’d login to check my email and perhaps get a short entry up before leaving for work. At the top of the stairs after putting on my coat I’d do my pat-down. That’s where you pat your pockets and coat to make sure you’ve got everything you need for the day: wallet, money, ID badge, beeper, and car keys. If any part of this routine was missed or had to be rushed I was certain to forget something and the rest of the day would be a total fuck up.
Being unemployed is a lot like being on vacation only not as relaxing. My morning routine is shot to hell, which has been surprisingly hard on the cat as well. The first week he was very troubled because that was also the week that Courtney had her winter break from school so no one was getting up early and he just didn’t understand what the hell had gone wrong. It’s clear that he’s grown most attached to me, however, as Courtney reports that he doesn’t get up with her in the mornings anymore preferring to sleep in until I get up so I can watch him eat. For not being much of a lap cat he doesn’t like to be alone. He’s currently laying on my bed behind not far from Anne and he’ll probably stay there until one of us goes out to the living room. So as far as the cat is concerned my being unemployed is the greatest thing that’s ever happened to him.
For the blog, though, it’s probably the worst thing to happen. I haven’t watched the news in two weeks and I don’t tend to read the newspaper so I’m completely out of touch with anything important that’s happened since I lost my job. I used to check the news websites out between meetings at work when there wasn’t a lot of time to do other things and I’d spent part of my lunch composing entries based on whatever I read earlier. You’d think that with all this free time I’d have plenty of time to do this stuff now, but I’m without a routine and so it throws my cognitive abilities out of whack. When I haven’t been surfing the job postings and sending out resumes I’ve tried to squeeze in some of the things I keep meaning to do, but never got around to previously like get the car in so the brakes and tires could be replaced. More about that later as it’s a story unto itself. When I’m not doing those things then I’m either gaming on the games I don’t usually have time for or I’m watching umpteen documentaries I recorded on the DVR that I’ve not had the chance to watch previously. Each day has been somewhat haphazard and I’m left with not a lot to write about. Except, possibly, reviews of games and movies which I’ve started a few entries on and need to finish up.
So I apologize for the dearth of activity around here. It’s the result of a bunch of factors not the least of which is my ADD. I think it shows that if I ever win the lottery the blog may be in serious trouble. I’m slowly starting to develop an unemployment routine, though, and I plan on working writing back into the equation sometime soon so please bear with me for a bit longer.
Posted on 02/28/2005 at 02:19 PM 
I’ll keep that in mind and smile to myself as I serve hotdogs to hungry Home Depot shoppers and rework my resume. heh!
Best of luck on the job hunt. I cannot remember what is it called at this moment but there are people/firms you can pay so that they can help you find a job. You know something like the reverse of corporate headhunting.
Hope your daughter is taking this well and that you have talked to her so that your anxiety (if any) in finding a job is not accidently transfered to her.