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Familiarity Breeds….Fear of the Unknown

21 Oct

I don’t know what I’m doing…which for me is a huge problem.  I always want to know where I’m headed.  I like to have a plan of action, a course to follow, a map to read.  I don’t mind taking detours if I’m not just wandering aimlessly.  It’s the perfectionist (no that doesn’t apply to my housekeeping…I’m a slob when it comes to that, don’t judge me or I’ll point out your spelling & grammar mistakes) in me; the control freak who needs to know what’s coming.  I dislike, no make that loathe, change.  There’s so much going on right now & I’m a mess…I’m talking total disaster!  It’s “call for federal aid, Hurricane (insert name here) has hit” time.  It’s “She can’t take no more Cap’n, she’s starting to break” type stuff….


It’s been nearly 22 months since Abe was last employed.  He’s done odd jobs here & there, taken every dollar of unemployment available, tried to make a go of Black Ash & More, applied for every job between here & Bedlam…problem is there just aren’t jobs.  The few that are out there (and it’s VERY few) mostly don’t even make it feasible for him to drive to work ‘cuz the pay is so low & the number of miles too great.  Of course I can already hear the “you should move” comments.  If only it were just that simple…

We don’t have the finances to move…without going into that whole matter let’s just say that coming up with 2+ months rent isn’t going to happen.  We’ve cleaned out the retirement accounts ages ago, our savings is gone…our credit….well we won’t go there either.  Anything positive we had going came to a screeching halt 2 years ago & we’re sinking now.  Not to mention the logistics….


Of course there are benefits…Abe can get a good job again.  It’ll mean a lot to him & I will do anything to support him.  Moving to the location we are considering would put us closer to his brother in Missouri & a lot closer to my family all of whom I do miss.  Yet we’ll be further from his dad, his brother & wife and their boys up here.  We won’t be that stone’s throw from the North Shore & all the places we’ve grown to love.  The places that refresh my spirit & inspire my soul…the places I’m proud to know & to which I want to play travel guide for visiting friends.  Will I ever visit again & feel the wonder that sinks deep into the core of me?  I don’t know…right now everything is clouded.  I’m not good with change…even when I want to make it.  Right now I don’t want to make a change even though my logic tells me that it is what I must do.


I’m afraid….afraid that I’m never going to feel like me, that the people I care for & consider to be my close friends will decide that I’m too much work (I know, I know…my real friends won’t do that…doesn’t make the fear any less real), I’m afraid of losing myself.

 
 

Holding Me

29 May

My desire to travel, move around & explore this country is growing.  I can feel the wanderlust taking over a little more every day.  This of course makes it harder to get up & go about my daily routine of work & home.  I feel this hunger for adventure: new sights, sounds, tastes & smells. To use my senses again & feel myself fill with some unknown essence I feel that I’m lacking recently.  My lungs feel cramped, not quite expanding when I inhale the sameness of my current life.

When we moved to northern Minnesota in 2005 (Halloween weekend to be exact) it was because there were no more ties to the city life.  I was unemployed (again–victim to a 2nd company being reorganized) with little desire to change that.  Hubby had a great job & so he commuted to the Cities.  For 2 long years he would leave me early on Monday morning & come home Friday afternoon.  I hated every moment of it…we are a couple very used to spending a lot of time together.  It’s not uncommon for us to text each other several times a day with the minutiae we just need to share.  We can also spend days in the house without really saying much just moving together in a well-oiled routine.  This pas de deux is second nature & we take it wherever we go….if we visit you it’ll be apparent in our every movement, comment & look.

Moving to our little community created new ties & strengthened some old ones.  We got to spend time more time with Hubby’s dad & stepmom.  We found a church we enjoyed attending–for the people as much as anything.  New friends were made & I was able to introduce Hubby to some friends I made long ago.  As we adjusted to living in a small town we changed our habits.  Once a week trips to “town” to get groceries, shopping in the small local market in between, doing our best to spend our money in the local businesses.  Our money followed us (what little there is) and so we bank with the local bank, I work for the adjacent insurance agency.

Now with employment opportunities being virtually nonexistent for Hubby, my need to find fulfillment in some type of job and the fading of other roots we were content to put down I’m wondering what is holding me to my life. I’ve been mulling this over in the back of my mind for some time but today I actually asked the question out loud as we left Sioux Falls.  Hubby answered that he wasn’t at all sure.  I can think of only one real solid tie that is left there.

We have been so blessed over the last few years to grow into a wonderful relationship & friendship with Hubby’s brother Pete & family.  We have done so many fun things & been privileged to watch their boys grow.  It is something we enjoy very much and our delight is matched every time we see the sunshine smiles of the boys when they see us.  If we were to ever make the decision to move it would be made much harder knowing we’d most likely be leaving that closeness behind.  The shared meals, trips to Duluth, hiking through our favorite state parks at a moment’s notice, movies and all the other random things we are able to do whenever the mood strikes.  Of course we’d be able to visit & make plans to do that stuff but it would lose something in the planning.  Having the ability to call Anne & set up a quick girls only trip to the local Maurices is something I usually enjoy.  It’s been so nice having a sister when mine live too far away to do those things.

Right now everything seems to be suspended in mid-air & I’m waiting for the crash I sense is in the offing.  Not being a person who handles the unknown or surprises well I find myself holding my breath.  Can the tie I feel continue to hold me or will it snap–

 
 

Interference

22 May

Something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately is interference.  Specifically how we interfere in the lives of those around us.  There are all kinds of reasons & excuses given for this: they asked for advice, I’ve been there, I care about what happens to the other person etc.  Many times these are legitimate reasons but what I’m talking about is when a comment, suggestion or action is taken without encouragement from the party on the receiving end of the interference.  (And I’m not speaking about life-threatening situations.  That’s an entirely different topic of conversation.  I’m talking about putting your 2 cents in on a struggle or problem that is a “normal” part of life.)

There are a couple of events that have led me down this train of thought.  One is from personal experience & the other is from someone who is very close to me.  Because of the delicate nature of these things I’m going to speak in quite general terms as I’m not out to cause hurt feelings or more drama in anybody’s life.

It is always surprising (even when it shouldn’t be) how people are willing to take a partial story & respond with advice.  Even though I do it too at times (don’t we all) I do try to rein in that impulse as much as possible.  Of course I don’t always succeed but I do try my best.  Still I wonder if people realize how hurtful this “help” can be.  On the one hand there’s this feeling of being helpful, concerned & looking out for what’s best for someone you know (and supposedly care for).  On the opposite side there’s this presumption that you know all the pertinent facts so that your words are germane to the situation.  No matter how gentle & genuine you may be there’s a good chance your words may cause pain & even seem presumptuous to the person who receives them.

Another thing that just irks me beyond reason is the “we’re friends but I’m going to tell you everything that’s wrong with your life” email.  Why in the world do people think this will ever work?  I’m not talking about sending an email saying you are concerned because your friend is a drunk (by the way you shouldn’t send that in an email either…step up & say it in person or shut the heck up!) and you’ve seen them driving 100 mph down the gravel road at midnight.  I’m talking about the email where every little nitpicky human flaw (both real & imagined) is detailed to such an extent you begin to wonder if you shouldn’t just go live in a wilderness cave rather than subject humanity to one more second of your presence.  I’ve received a few of these in my life…none of them were pleasant & some of them did so much damage that a relationship either ended or was no longer able to hold anything but a vague semblance of stilted acquaintanceship.

Both of these events can be mind-boggling to the recipient.  Suddenly you are blindsided by someone you trust who has this often bold statement to make about your life & how you live it.  Everybody has an opinion & I can accept that….along with constructive well-informed criticism.  What I struggle with mightily is the advice that comes from a well-intentioned but under or misinformed place.  How is it possible to see part of the picture & then fill in the rest with your own experiences?  I try very hard to avoid this pitfall (whether I always succeed is another matter but I do try) as I know the injury it can cause & how hard getting past it can be.

I’m baffled by the manner in which people feel they can point out things in someone else’s life. Many times it’s obvious or seeminly obvious.  One thing Hubby has heard over the course of the last 17 months is how he needs to find a job.  Oh really?! ‘cuz he was totally unaware of that…he’s the one who is unemployed.  Thank you Captain Obvious for that oh so helpful observation.  It drives me n v t s nuts that people think Hubby just lies on the couch all day.  No he hasn’t had a “job”.  Rather he’s worked hard at his own business, perfected some new skills, taken care of the dogs, the house & supported me in my work.  It’s been hard to have no job but he’s done a good job taking care of what he can: our dishes, our laundry and all the other things that need to be done in a home.  I’m so grateful & happy that he is able & willing to do all that for me.  The same goes for any man who’s currently going through staying at home due to employment challenges.  Ok so maybe the man of the house isn’t “working” but if he’s out taking care of the yard, catching fish to feed his family or watching the kids so his woman can work then he’s doing a hell of a lot of stuff in his day.

I don’t really know how to respond to the other–the partially informed advice based on a “similar” situation that isn’t at all similar.  The words were given in genuine desire to be helpful & that’s appreciated to a point.  However, now there’s this feeling of needing to justify my actions (which is silly because I certainly do not owe anybody an explanation).  I guess I’m feeling that after having already explained as much of the situation as was necessary I feel hurt & irritated to be questioned again.

I’ve been mulling this over all week, talked to Hubby about it & have tried to express my thoughts on the matter…yet I feel unresolved at best.  Maybe it’s not really meant to be resolved….maybe I’m over-analyzing everything (ok that couldn’t be it….I NEVER do that…) or maybe I’m just in need of putting it all out here for people to read & reflect on their own lives.  In any case I’m going to let it rest for now.  Only I can know my true heart & follow what is true for me & my life.  We each walk our own path.  Where that path will lead we are not meant to know (anybody who knows me will realize how much THAT bugs me….this girl likes to see what’s coming.  Surprises are not a fun part of life for me.) and it is following the path that is life.  (Wow, philosophical here at the end…hmm wonder what that’s about.)

 
 

Suffocation….No Breathing

08 May

Lately I feel like I’m suffocating.  Life feels like this big heavy weight pressing all the oxygen out of me.  One of the only times it seems my lungs are working & my heart is still beating is when I’ve got words flowing onto the page (or screen as the case may be).  When I hit the groove in my writing it’s like my fingers & brain are one entity.  I don’t even really control my fingers so much as they move of their own free will…seeking out the correct keys without any conscious thought on my part.

Work is an entirely different story.  At my desk I feel trapped; crushed into my chair like I’m holding the mass of the building on my lap.  Everything seems to move as if I’m underwater…or rather like I’m trapped in a sea of dark molasses, being drawn inexorably toward the center of a whirlpool where I will be sucked down into a life of drudgery.  It’s not like I have a demanding job or anything (and I don’t want a “demanding” job but rather a job the utilizes the brains & talents I do posess).  Sitting at my desk it’s like I’m watching myself die from the outside.  It makes me sad because I had such big dreams when I graduated high school.

I don’t regret where my life has led to this point.  Everything I have experienced has shaped the woman I am….and for the most part I’m good with that.  There are things I want to change & I am working on that.  It’s all I can do, looking back with regret will not change the present or the future.  I guess what I’m trying to say is that I need to take some risks…to step out in faith with the knowledge that I can always go back to what is “safe”.

Of course knowing that I need to take some risks & actually doing it are two very different things.  I am not a risk taker by nature.  I prefer the safe, comfortable haven of home.  I like my routine for the most part.  Knowing that I can walk into the bakery, winery, gas station & the folks working will know me by name.  They will ask about Hubby’s job search, the dogs, and what is new with me.  We will chat about the weather, the upcoming tourist season & local gossip.  It’s what I grew up with to a large extent (although in a different town) so it is as familiar to me as anything.

Right now though I need to find a way to feel like I’m getting enough oxygen.  I don’t want to live another day feeling like I”m suffocating….I don’t know how I will go about it but the die is cast.  Something must give or I shall lose myself in the overwhelming flood of being unremarkable to myself.  If others find good things in me I will be happy…if I can find good (remarkable, amazing, fascinating, worthy) qualities in my I can be content and that is a task I must now live to the fullest.

 
 

A Quick News Bulletin

22 Apr

The big news this week is that after months of waiting to hear about the numerous job applications Hubby finally has an interview.  Next week he’s got his second job interview (first one went really well….they never called back) in over a year.  We are hopeful that this is the start of something good on the employment front.

 
 

Soft Spring Days

09 Apr

At last I can see the end of winter on the horizon.  After last week’s freak blizzard (it’s always a freak blizzard in MN unless it happens between Nov 1 & March 31…we don’t want to admit that snow at any time of year is perfectly reasonable) I was starting to think maybe it would never be warm here again.  My very soul seemed encased in the thick white of a Minnesota winter.  So much darkness is hard to fight no matter how hard you try.  Carrying the weight of the world is a task I am not equal to (although that didn’t seem to stop me from attempting to do so fairly often).

With everything that transpired over the last year, and most of it bad…(if you want to know ask or read the archives here as I talked about most of it.) I had high hopes for 2009.  So far things have not improved in the areas where we needed to see it most.  The job search has become even more difficult and moving is not an option based solely on the cost associated with a relocation.  There would also be the need to find employment for me and while I long, yearn, pine for greener pastures in that department I must content myself for now.  We’ve had some good starts toward jobs but with so many people desperate for work it’s a battle we have not yet come close to winning.  Right now he has an application in to be a civilian deckhand for the Army Corps of Engineers in Duluth.  We shall see what happens there (hopefully his experience tying & casting moorings from the Navy days will count for something).  My hope for the year is returning (well my personal hopes at least).

Slowly the days are lengthening here in northern Minnesota.  The trees seem sprightlier & I can see my yard.  (Of course looking at the yard reminds me I need to do a lot of work before I’m ready for the long heady days of summer.) The light lingers more in the west now & as night comes it creeps easily across the tall line of pines that guard my borders.  The boughs make softer sighing sounds, more lulling for the descent into dusk where the calls of geese, ducks and other water fowl echo.  Even the morning frost is not a headache when I run for the Jeep, 5 minutes late as always.  A few swipes with the wipers & some washer fluid clear it enough so I can take off on that mile trek to the front desk.

Night time is more pleasant if still quite cool. A light frost covers the lawn which is still fawn brown.  The moon has been high & clear and the scent on the air is that of late fall.  The smell of leaves long dead, their ghosts still waft in the air and rustle past my ankles as I stand for just a second on the driveway.  I can feel it in my bones though that the soft spring days that will renew my roses, hostas & lilies are inching, creeping, scratching their way back to me.

 
 

February Rewind

26 Feb

Since February is nearly gone a review post seems apropos.  The month started with a trip to southern MN to see my family.  Our specific reason for going was to celebrate Grandma J’s 92nd birthday.  She had been in the hospital with pneumonia but recovered nicely & was at home to see us.  We bought her supper & visited for a few hours.

We also got to spend time with my siblings etc.  We had a random bowling party which was a total blast!  I wish I lived closer so we could do things like that more often.

bowling fun

Abe had a job interview that looked promising.  Unfortunately it didn’t pan out & he is still looking for something.  He does have a small job making some custom shelves for a kitchen & hopefully he’ll be able to make some custom signs for my office next month.  We are hoping they’ll make up their minds soon so he can get to work on the signs.  If you have any leads on something let us know.  Of course if you are in the market for something from Black Ash let us know that too.

Other than those couple things not much for news in our lives.  We’ve just been working at surviving & trying to maintain a positive attitude.  The weather has been teasing us with hints of spring from time to time & I am anxious to feel the warm air & smell the grass starting to grow.

We will be saying goodbye to my brother-in-law this weekend.  He’s headed to boot camp & AIT training for the next four months.  We will be anxious for him to do well & for his family (Anne & the boys) to be safe & happy until his return.  Of course we’ll do our best to fill the gaps where we can.

(I can hear the wind whipping outside my north window & I know it’s snowed non-stop today.  I am rather hoping that work will be called off in the morning so that I can spend the day with Abe & maybe his brother and family…of course if we can travel then it’ll be nice enough for the office to be open.)

 
 
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More Unemployment

21 Feb

Well Hubby had a promising interview early in the month.  It was the perfect job for him.  Everything seemed to be lining up so that he could start working again.  Instead we got a letter saying someone else got the job.  So now we’re back wondering what to do.  He does have 2 small jobs for sure & a 3rd is a possibility but they won’t sustain us for very long.

I know he’s struggling with the whole unemployed thing right now.  It’s so unfair but there just aren’t many jobs to be had here.  In fact we are hearing about more layoffs every day.  The local winery where we have been displaying the Black Ash & More stuff is shuttering for a while.  Like many small businesses here they are struggling.  We are very sad since they have been very very good to us in the last 9 months.  Our hope is they will be able to open for the summer.

Mostly I’m struggling with God’s plan for us in all this.  I know He wants what’s best for us & will provide for our needs but lately it seems more like we’ve got to do this on our own.  I feel like there’s no light at the end of the tunnel.  Every time it seems we are going to catch a break something else happens to drain our hope & resources.  It’s been a hard long year from 2008 and it doesn’t seem like the load has gotten any lighter.

One thing I am very thankful for is Hubby’s excellent job of taking care of household chores.  I’m terrible at keeping up with things like dishes.  He does a great job of doing that while I’m at work.  It’s been so wonderful to have him around to share lunch times with over the last several months.  Just seeing him still makes me smile & makes going back to the office tolerable.

I am praying that my voice shall be heard in this wilderness & that something wonderful can still happen in our lives.  I need my faith strengthened & Hubby needs his restored.

 
 

Discouraged…

02 Jan
Well it’s been a year since Hubby got laid off.  We made it fine the first few months.  I had my job, we got some unemployment.  Then we started raiding the IRA when we needed emergency money.  We managed fine most of the summer between my paycheck, the unemployment & the IRA money.
Of course we live in one of the poorest counties in Minnesota so jobs are scare.  Moving isn’t really an option since the cost to find a new house would be so high & we don’t have the cash.  Fuel costs were so high all summer that driving to the nearest Wal–Mart for a minimum wage job wasn’t feasible.  Now of course fuel is cheaper but nobody’s really hiring.
It’s a sick twisted mess right now.  Huge companies who are paying executives millions & millions of dollars are getting help from the government.  Meanwhile I have to worry about whether I’ll make my next rent check.
Of course Hubby hasn’t just sat in the house doing nothing.  He worked for his dad & then ended up taking over the business of Black Ash & More.  We’ve tried to make a go of it at the worst possible time.  The sad thing is Hubby is excellent at what he does.  He has a talent for working with wood.  Now we just need people to purchase it.  We have a website (although I know that could be better), we have a little showroom area at a local business.
I’m really discouraged by the start of 2009….I’m looking for hope but right now I feel very lost & in the dark.
 
 

Work?

04 Apr

So my husband is a carpenter.  His specialty is in finish carpentry.  He worked for a great company in the Cities before they had to start major cutbacks 2 years ago.  We were already living here in McGregor & he commuted 2 1/2 hours plus one way for a year.  Most of the time he left EARLY on Monday morning & came home on Friday night.  That meant a lot of time apart.  When he was getting ready to leave his old company we were very blessed for him to find a job close by that didn’t mean taking a huge pay cut.

The work is more seasonal up north where we are but still he’s managed to stay busy.  Sometimes with more work than he knew what to do with.  Right now he’s been unemployed since January 7th of this year.  On that date he was told that there was going to be a temporary lay-off.  His boss said “I’ll give you a call when things pick up again.”  That was nearly 3 months ago.  No word from the boss.  And it certainly isn’t for lack of trying.  My husband saw his boss 4 times in as many days back in February.  Boss man couldn’t even say hello.  After calling some of the other employees we find out that the 3 other guys have been working on and off since January 14th of this year.  That’s right ladies & gentlemen…my husband hasn’t had a paycheck in 3 months but the other guys managed to completely remodel a local bank among other smaller jobs.  So we’re wondering where that “We’ve got work again.” phone call from the boss went.

Now that’s not to say that my husband has been laying on the couch eating junk food for the last 3 months.  In fact he’s been quite busy helping his dad who is trying to make a run at starting a handcrafted wood products business.  (See www.blackashandmore.com for some of what that is all about.)  However while working for Dad certainly keeps hubby busy it  doesn’t pay the bills as yet.  Our dream is that someday soon it will!

So in the mean time we’ve spent a large chunk of the IRA, spent more money than we meant to on things we could (but certainly don’t feel like) getting by without.  We have enough food, fuel for the vehicles etc but we’re not going forwards.  In fact after working hard to get to being only slightly behind on bills & not being afraid that we’d come home to find everything repossessed, we are now faced with a backward slide.  It’s April & taxes are due.  We’ve got medical bills from an unexpected gall bladder issue I faced (am still facing?  have yet to face?  will someday deal with?  That’s a rant for a different day). Where exactly is that money supposed to come from?  I’m working at one of the best jobs available in the area without having a killer commute & I still make less than $9/hour!  My measly income plus the pittance that unemployment pays certainly aren’t going to do it.

Of course there is the upcoming “stimulus” check we are supposed to receive. Yeah right!  The only thing being stimulated is my irritation, frustration & general disgust with the federal government.  By the time that check arrives (if it ever does) it will only be enough to pay the bills for the month we receive it.  I won’t be spending extra money on a big ticket item or vacation. I’ll be lucky if I can afford to go to my younger brother’s wedding in something nicer than a burlap sack. {Note to self: burlap sack will come in my size and fit perfectly no matter how fat I am….too bad it’s so itchy….could be a good  solution to clothing needs.}

Of course if you listen to the government we aren’t in a recession…no things are just moving a little slow.  A push here & a prod there and soon life will be booming again.  Never mind that 80,000 more people became unemployed in the month of March alone.  So where does all this leave hubby & me?  Since construction is slowing more with each passing second & there are many people vying for the same type of job as him coupled with the fact that we already live in an economically depressed area all I can think is homeless.  Right now we make just a few dollars too many to qualify for any of the state programs like health care or food assistance…yet by the time our income is low enough to qualify it’ll be to late to be of any real assistance.  Damn government….”By the People” my ass.  I vote, I pay attention to what’s going on.  I even write to my Congress-people.  Not that it ever changes anything.

So here I sit…frustrated, angry, tired, sad & completely unsure what our next move should be.  Any ideas?

 
 
 
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