Here we go again

cropped-love-of-books.jpgI have signed up (and paid) for a writing class that starts this Friday.

I have requested an invoice from Romance Writers of America to reinstate my membership.

We’re talking to our landlord about buying the house we live in.

I may be looking for a new job and wouldn’t it be great if it was one I could work at from home like, oh I don’t know, writing?

I know. Pipe dream, but I would like for my second job to be tapping away on my keyboard in my house with its tiny office/guest room in my stretch pants and Bad Wolf tee shirt.

I’ve had some pretty serious health issues lately and with the state of the healthcare system in this country fluctuating daily, I don’t know that I’ll be able to get insurance if I’m self-employed. Staying at my current job may not be an option since every day a new wrinkle in the finances makes it look like there isn’t going to be an office to go to much longer. My boss quit instead of stay and clean up the mess he made. Since he was pulling in the big bucks, he can afford to not have a job at all for a loooooong time. We had a bunch of people apply and even offered the job to a few people, but they could see the writing on the wall and politely declined.

As for me, I’m hanging on by my fingernails. All the work that was dumped on me is slowly but surely being re-distributed to other people who have more functions than just answering the phone and paying the bills. If I were the boss, I would say the person in my position can be the first person to go should letting go of people become necessary.

So, what’s the plan? Hang on as long as they’ll pay me then hope there’s a job out there? Apply for a new job and jump ship at the first chance I get? Keep my head down and wait? Go on vacation, take writing classes, and look at community college for something new that will pay me what I need to get paid while letting me work from home? Yup. That one.

Medical billing and coding is probably the way for me to go. A nine month course that I can hopefully finish before the bottom falls out. Paying for it, a new house, utilities, groceries, insurance, cat toys, etc. probably can’t be done on unemployment, but what if I can put more content up on Smashwords and Amazon? I haven’t listed anything new for sale since 2015 and I’m still getting a couple of dollars a quarter in royalties. Just think if I’d been putting something up every month in those intervening years? Still not enough to pay for college out of pocket (no more student loans for me, ma!), but that scratching post with the rotating dangles or a month’s supply of mint chocolate chip would be in reach I’m sure.

Medical insurance is the big scary monster in all this, but I think we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.

Happier news is vacation is coming up! There’s an eclipse on August 21 I’m not going to miss! I booked the hotel in January thank goodness because hotels in the path of totality are either sold out or cost almost as much as our monthly house payment for a two night stay in a Motel 6. We’ll leave the bedbugs and pubic hairs in the bedding along with the light on for $900, ya’ll. No thanks.

After watching the moon’s shadow cross in front of the sun for two and a half minutes, we’ll head down to the beach and NASA for a couple of days before going out to not one, but two ballgames then heading home. The Daytona Tortugas play in Jackie Robinson Field where some guy broke the racial barrier and became the first African American to play on a major league baseball team. I wonder if the name of the field gives a clue to whom it might be. Hmm. Jackie Robinson was a great ballplayer and I can’t wait to see the place where he made his debut. We’re going to stop to see the new park in Atlanta too on the way back.

Anyone with plans on breaking into my house while we’re away, we have a security system (owner is an ex-cop who insists) and a house-sitter but we are poor so it’s not worth the jail time. Trust me. Anyone who wants to come over and clean is welcome though. I’ll even bring you back a turtle.

I can’t wait. It’s almost the only thing keeping me going at this point. I don’t know what I’ll have to look forward to once it’s past.