Last week I received two gifts I’d like to return – the rejection letter from the job I interviewed for and the official letter telling me I’ve exhausted all 99 weeks of my unemployment insurance. They came the same day.
I immediately started looking around the garage for things we could sell. Sophie, the youngest, most succulent of the Goldens, sidestepped up the stairs and locked the door behind her.
MathMan aka Dr. Hofstadter regarded me warily. Waiting for the storm.
I tossed the letters aside and went back to the task at hand.
“You okay?”
“Mmmmhmmmm.”
No one said anything for a moment.
“I guess it’s good to get all my bad news at once,” I said as I stomped on the next soda can waiting to go in the recycling bin.
Tree Stand Philosophy 101. My brother’s blog. He always was the favorite.
My very brief, positive review of The Buddha in the Attic.
The rabbit hole I fell down today.
I.U. is losing as I type this, but the game has been exciting. A metaphor for life?
Lisa H Golden 
Everything I can think to say sounds trite, except Damn it, that sucks.I'm sorry, Lisa.
Thanks, Sarah. I'm still looking and hoping! And writing.
What Sarah said is about the only thing I could think of too. Yes, keep writing as well as the other things.
Oh…Lisa. I know that grab for stuff to sell … It's pure primal desperation …Re: *The Buddha in the Attic* — what's the emotional impact it had on you? I'm curious …Your brother is a wide-ranging thinker … I skimmed his blog and will return to read … Is there a writerly gift in the family? :-)With you in this xoxo
Well, fuck.Good then. You didn't need to be all tied up in corporate garbage that would keep you away when that book sells. Full steam ahead, dear friend!
Sorry. The good news? Everything I'm reading says that the Occupy folks have lots of interesting things planned for the spring. I'm up for a general strike. Anyonw else ? [Note: I don't know that a general strike is in the works, I just want one.]
Sorry. The good news? Everything I'm reading says that the Occupy folks have lots of interesting things planned for the spring. I'm up for a general strike. Anyonw else ? [Note: I don't know that a general strike is in the works, I just want one.]
The young ones are the most tender. Sophie better watch her back. (I solemnly swear that as soon as I win the Powerball and or Mega Millions jackpot(s), I'll hire you for something.)
I'm sorry, too, Lisa. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that 2012 treats you infinitely better.
Well motherfucking shit. Positive messages make me want to set my ears (in this case, eyes) on fire, but yeah, keep writing.I'm readying the rabid weasels as I type.
First – that just sucks.Second – that really, really sucks.Finally, while selling might be off the table, maybe renting your husband and children to others for a time might work better? After all, it would be a better option – more money over the long term.And keep writing.
I am so sorry. Hope that 2012 is better xx
I want something better to say than I'm sorry so damn bad.
Awww, fuck. I'm sorry, Lisa. 2012 cannot come fast enough. XOXO
Oh hell. I wish that one had turned out better. There is always hope in the new year (and I know the urge to sell – but now I am so sorry I sold my nice gold earrings.)
craptastic.I guess the fact the business bothered to send a rejection letter is notable. Most don't even do that.Big whoop!Taking away the unemployment lifeline sucks.Do you now qualify for other stuff like food stamps, or welfare for the minors that you did not qualify for before?That is a big bureaucratic bundle of documentation bullshit… but any help you can get is worthwhile in the meantime.Remember–J.K. Rowlings was a welfare mom before the Harry Potter books were accepted & published & now she has more wealth than the Queen of England.take any other lifeline you can get.
shit! and also fuck!
dammit…well, despite such awful news I hope for you a prosperous and peaceful year to come. much love xoxox