Blogging From A to Z – W

Job Search 2

The trouble with unemployment is that the minute you wake up in the morning you’re on the job. ~ Slappy White


Blogging From A to Z – W

“W” is for work, something I’m still searching for…

Job searching sure has changed; I needed to get up to speed on simply how to look for a job and all the resources available to do so, before I could even begin the actual search!

Today, the search and application process is mostly done on the Internet. There are websites (called job sites) that bring companies and potential employees together. They have cool names like Simply Hired, Indeed, and Zip Recruiter. As a job seeker, you can register an account with contact info, education, skills, etc. You can also specify what types of jobs you’re looking for and receive alerts (emails) that let you know when a position that meets your criteria opens up.

Gone are the days when you had to check the Help Wanted ads in the daily newspaper. The toughest part was making sure your resume paper was right-side up, so the watermark wasn’t upside down. That was fine if you were seeking employment in the same area that you were currently living, but what did people do if they wanted to move to another state?


I’ve invested quality time scrolling through endless job listings, filling out online applications, tweaking cover letters & the resume, and trying to learn all I can about this whole process.

I thought having a college degree would ensure a better place in the workforce, so I went back to school at 48, when my peers were starting to plan their retirements. The reason I did this and then left my own job of 18 years, was because it was low-paying, with no benefits or retirement, and no chance for advancement.

I relocated to Florida in search of more opportunities and to be near my kids. I thought having experience + the degree would make a difference. You know, being a mature worker. Sadly, I discovered something called “ageism”and suspect that might be at work in some cases. I remember when my dad was laid off after 27 years and how depressed he got. He sat in his chair and watched TV all day, bemoaning the fact that no one wanted to hire an “old guy.” I told him that was crazy; that any smart business would kill for a manager with his history and experience. He ended up at Walmart, taking orders from a youngster who didn’t have anywhere near the business savvy that Dad could offer.

I’ve even applied to jobs that don’t require a college degree, but no luck. They probably figure I’ll continue to look for something better and when it comes along I’ll be gone. And they’re right.

When I was young and had lots of time and energy, I didn’t make great choices regarding my career. I always worked outside the home and managed to raise three great kids. I pretty much focused on them over career aspirations, and have no regrets.

Some days I feel positive and others, not so much. I’m limiting myself to a small geographic area and that’s making it even harder, but I want to be near family. I’ll have to make some sacrifices as far as money, hours, etc., but we can’t expect to have everything.

Maybe I should do what I always joked about. I told everyone that I wanted to live near the beach and rent chairs & boogie boards to the tourists. You know, hang out all day with a clipboard, contemplate life, and possibly find myself.

Find myself a job that is…


Job Search Blues

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“The closest to perfection a person ever comes is when he fills out a job application form.” ~ Stanley J. Randall


 

 

A New Kind of December

Lying poolside in December and basking in 79 degree sunlight is truly a dream come true. After a lifetime of cold, snowy winters, I decided that I wanted to turn in my sherpa lined boots for flip flops.


Sandman SnowmanAs a kid, I loved sled-riding, building snow forts, and ice skating. The frigid temperatures never bothered me and snow days off from school were the icing on the cake!

Fast forward 30+ years and things have certainly changed. The only winter sports I engage in now involve clearing snow from my car and successfully traversing icy sidewalks and parking lots with the hope of not falling down.

I didn’t believe it would ever happen, until my son and daughter-in-law moved to Florida two years ago. When my daughter joined them this past summer, what had seemed unlikely suddenly became a possibility.

Aside from wanting milder winters and more sunshine, there were other things pushing me to move:

  • I  finally earned a college degree and was eager to find employment that would reward that effort both personally and financially. Good jobs in small towns aren’t plentiful, so I would have to consider moving anyway.
  • I spent the last three years helping mom care for my dad who had dementia. He passed away last March, but my mom has grown increasingly dependent on others, in addition to suffering several falls. As the child living the closest, I would (once again) be the main caretaker. This would force me to remain in my current job, for the foreseeable future, without any chance of personal growth.
  • The relationship with my significant other was comfortable in some ways, but after nine years I needed a commitment for more than a dating relationship. Because he was dealing with issues of his own, I believed our future was limited.

So, I side-stepped all my fears and left. I’m currently job searching and am being somewhat particular about which ads I answer. I want my choice of prospective employers to be the right one. I’m enjoying the time off with blogging and other projects that I never found time to do. Lately, I feel guilty about not applying to more positions.

My mom is living with my brother and his wife, which is a much safer situation for her, since he works from home. Because I came to Florida she had to give up her house and move, which she’s not happy about. More guilt.

Within two days of telling my significant other that I was leaving to seek new opportunities, he began the process of change that I had been hoping for. Always loving and supportive, he encouraged me to “spread my wings,” but is hoping that I will return to share a new and improved life with him. Yep, you guessed it…even more guilt.

Lying under this palm tree I’m thinking about how happy I am on one level, yet feeling guilty for the above mentioned reasons. Then it struck me:

All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another. ~ Anatole France

I’ve apparently got some self-reflection and work ahead.