I live about 40 miles from Center City Philadelphia and the entire area is paralyzed by this latest snowstorm. It is such an odd feeling on a Wednesday to know that everyone I know and love is home waiting out the storm. It’s like a holiday except everyone is not out and about. I am glad to know they are all safe.
The snow is falling hard this afternoon and the wind has kicked up and is blowing that snow all around. Most of our windows are covered with snow and if you can see out, you can’t see very far.
I just did my “long” job search and didn’t find any new leads. I didn’t really expect to as most companies are closed today because of the weather. Knowing this doesn’t make it any less disappointing though.
It’s so quiet up in our home office. Normally you can hear cars — life — going on outside. I can occasionally hear the wind but nothing else. As I write this in the quiet and cocoon I feel like I’m in, I can’t help but to try and figure out what more I can do to find a job. My friends and family (they’re really all family aren’t they?) would tell you I’m the girl who always has a plan. Well, in this case, I have no plan.
When I first got word I was losing my job, I had a plan. Lots of them in fact. Now I am planless. Plan-less and job-less, the ultimate quandry.
Perhaps when this giant snowglobe I feel like I am in stops shaking, there, in the middle of the snow, in a flake of its own, will be a plan.
