Frustration

It has been 19 days since the last time I posted. There is a reason, I don't like to post when I do not have anything positive to report. Today, I am making an exception. The reason is that I figure if I get it out of my chest, I might be able to get some work done.

Frustration is a terrible thing. It can also be a hot challenge. Why am I frustrated? There are a couple of chicken and egg analogies here so stay with me:
1) you need a job to get a car, but you need car to find a job in this town.
2) when I am frustrated, I like to go for a drive to clear my head, but I don't have a car, which frustrates me and since I have no car I cannot go to far.

When people ask how am I doing, they always make the same statement: oh, well, you have public transportation. Obviously, none of those people had to go on the bus to find a job in a town where public transportation is not a priority. The two buses that go by my house are always on time (yeah!!). One drivs by once an hour and the other goes every two hours (boo!!!). That is not including that August is probably the hottest month of the summer and you end up looking like you just came out of the shower...very pathetic. However, since there are many ways to work from home, I am not really worried about finding a job. It is the proving it to the dealership part that puzzles me.

The life of a writer is an interesting one. If you are an artist, a performer or a writer, you understand how easily we block ourselves. We all have our ways of getting through it. Mine is going for a long drive. That is not happening right now, so I started walking. My energy level is up, and so is my frustration. I don't know what else to do. Getting in the bus is just not the same thing. And going to Orlando is not an option either...it takes almost four hours to get there from my house in the bus.

So what is the solution? Any suggestions? What do you do when you feel frustrated? My little rant works for me, what works for you? I am waiting for your comments.

Examining the progress

IT has been a while since I wrote, mainly because I was busy with the move and my nerves. I don't like flying, I love traveling,except for the getting in the plane part. I am happy to report that I did not freak out on the plane. In fact, I calmed others down. Great experience!

I have spent a week without TV, internet, or radio (except for my IPOD. I can tell you there is a lot to learn about the sound of silence. I think that is the name of a song. It is also a very true statement. You can't help but look at yourself and the world around you in a very different way. News don't affect you that much when you are not stuck to the tv or hearing the play by play. It was fantastic.

So as I start a new chapter in my life, I work on the idea that technology is great, if you are not addicted to it. I will keep experimenting with this idea in future posts. Let me hear what you have to say.

About to start a new chapter

The last few months just flew by and now I am about to start a new chapter in my life. Will you join me?

In the next couple of weeks you will see a couple of changes to the blog, when I move on from "moving" (pardon the pun) to life changes. It should be an interesting ride for all concerned.

As I start on this journey, something fascinating is happening. First, some background information. I am 42, my daughter is 17 and we are moving from an island in the Atlantic to Florida, where she will be starting college. I am moving on to the next chapter in my life when I stop being overbearing, overprotective mom and turn into "roommate occasionally known as Ma".

My husband said to me a while back that many people would love to be in my shoes. I am currently unemployed and it is his theory that people would love to have the guts to decide one day they want to change their whole lives and just get on a plane and start new. Oddly enough, one of my dearest friends said the exact same thing this morning. She validated his statement.

If truth be told, I am not a big fan of planes and the thought of getting in one terrifies me more than this "new life" I am working on. I am not scared about the journey of my life...I am scared of the three hour plane ride. Once I am there, I am making stuff up as I go. And no, that part does not scare me at all.

If you want to know what happens next, stay tuned.