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Jul. 10th, 2003 10:16 amI re-stuck Bolt the next night. Things went much better. *whew*
Yesterday was up and down. Hub's feeling pretty frustrated with the job thing, and like any time he is doing anything that is not looking for work he feels guilty. I tried my best to reassure him, but this needs to end soon. Soon. Really soon.
We had a couple of friends over though, which was fun. One to make a D&D character, and the other two to discuss starting up a business. The business meetings sort of end up like unemployed support group therapy, but that's fine. I am nominally the person that tries to keep things on track (my role seems to be the organizer- story of my life!) but I didn't push it. People need to talk when they're depressed. Like hub's t-shirt says, this economy sucks and it helps to realize that it's not because you are a fuck-up that you don't have a job.
Today is open, so we may go down to San Marcos and visit a friend. He's one of those people that has a pile of money squirreled away somewhere so he lives in a very small apartment, well below his means, works part-time when the mood strikes him, and spends a lot of time swimming in the river and playing with his dog. Talk about relaxed!
Yesterday was up and down. Hub's feeling pretty frustrated with the job thing, and like any time he is doing anything that is not looking for work he feels guilty. I tried my best to reassure him, but this needs to end soon. Soon. Really soon.
We had a couple of friends over though, which was fun. One to make a D&D character, and the other two to discuss starting up a business. The business meetings sort of end up like unemployed support group therapy, but that's fine. I am nominally the person that tries to keep things on track (my role seems to be the organizer- story of my life!) but I didn't push it. People need to talk when they're depressed. Like hub's t-shirt says, this economy sucks and it helps to realize that it's not because you are a fuck-up that you don't have a job.
Today is open, so we may go down to San Marcos and visit a friend. He's one of those people that has a pile of money squirreled away somewhere so he lives in a very small apartment, well below his means, works part-time when the mood strikes him, and spends a lot of time swimming in the river and playing with his dog. Talk about relaxed!
