Monday...again

Hello kidlettes.

Here we are, back to Monday. They seem to come around almost every week! This would be the day that I'd be 'back to work' after a weekend of R&R (both rest and relaxation AND rock and roll) if I we part of the working world. I wonder if that means that I'm not part of the Working Class. Have I been expelled from class?

Since I am still sans-employment, Monday means that I have another long, boring, slow week ahead before any plans to occupy my time (rehearsals and/or shows, getting together with others for a meal or a drink).

I SHOULD be treading the mill and tidying the casa and catching up on my reading and...and...and... but I just can't find the 'want to' to do much of anything.

Well, it's 2:00 PM so I'm off to breakfast (yes, you read that correctly).

Easter 2009

Hi kidlettes.

As you may or may not know, I was laid off from work about a month and a half ago. There's not much out there right now in my field or in my salary range, but keep your fingers crossed that something comes up soon.

Meanwhile, I've been feeling pretty lousy as of late. (If you're not interested in reading my griping and whinging, please skip ahead to the *** now).

About two weeks ago, I caught some sort of bug that left me with a very mild sore throat (mostly when I swallowed) and that burning eyes feeling one has when one is ill. That lingered for about a week and then turned into something of a sinus headache and hung around for another week. I do think I'm past the worst of it all in that department and am almost back to 'normal' as far as this particular ailment goes.

On top if that, I had a panic attack whilst on the way to a Jerry's Basement show. Luckilly it was quite near Mama & Papa 'Shot's place, so I detoured there and waited for the worst of it to pass. Quite scary stuff! I haven't had a full-on panic attack in ages and it knocked me for a loop.

So these days, I've been feeling on edge almost all the time. If I get engrossed in something and am not moving about too much, I can just about distract myself from it. But when I can't, I have trouble focusing/concentrating and I think I may be going crazy. It's not a happy time for ol' uncle Rimshot.

I know this sounds like a big "Woe is me", and I'm sorry for that. I just don't know what to do anymore.

Anyway...

*** Happy Easter everyone. I hope yours was a great one filled with family, friends, good food and good times.