The lovely Ms. Andrews coined the term “funemployment.” I like it. See, “funemployment” is the space between your last day on the gig and your first missed check. FYI — this is my last week of funemployment.
Right now, I’m at my mom’s place. Hung with her, saw my lovely niece (who’s President of her Delta chapter, which officially makes me the oldest 29 I can imagine), and other fun stuff. I haven’t been to Alabama to see my mom (not the same thing as not seeing her, btw) in so long, I forgot how to go to her office.
Funemployment — bringing families together.
Call that your word of the day, I suppose. I had a long post on relationships that was spawned from a conversation I had with my mother before she went to work, but I can’t quite put the words together right. Maybe I’ll do that this afternoon. After all, it’s FUNEMPLOYMENT, baby!
But really, I’ll try to get that post right before I leave here. Doing my best, but my brain doesn’t work properly on a PC. Dell oughta make a new model called “VHS” or something. This joint feels so antiquated, it should have a button for high-speed dubbing.