I'm about half way through February, on my way to March 7, the Day The Suspension Ends. Then all I have to do is find $125. And a job.
I started watching Breaking Bad on Netflix. So far, I have no opinion whether I like it or not.
I though finding "the right" trucking company to work for would be easier as an experienced driver. It isn't.
I feel the same "long weekend" kind of feelings welling up in me. I don't like having too much time off with too little to do.
That is a strange statement coming from a guy who has been sitting at home for the past 12 months.
I re-read some earlier blog posts. I haven't done very well with my goal of writing a bit each day. I think it comes with not really being able to do anything except sit in my house and not spend money.
I have a dog to get rid of before going back to work. This one will probably not be as hard as others. This dog has not warmed up to me very much, though he is obedient and, for the most part, a loyal follower. He did, however, show his teeth and growl at me one day when I was trying to get him out of the truck. That is totally unacceptable behavior for a dog to display to any human, let alone his own pack leader. Maybe it comes with age; who knows? But it makes getting rid of him much less difficult.
Thursday, February 12, 2015
Friday, February 6, 2015
2/6/2015: The Worst Part
The absolute worst part about getting back into the workforce - something I definitely do not want to do, but must - is trying to look at the choices I make as both long-term and final. It's no longer a 'bucket list' item to be checked off; rather, it's looking for the last job I will have.
I turn 66 this year, am already on Medicare and Social Security, and have pretty massive debts to take care of so I can get on somewhat more stable financial ground before once again living on my pension and Social Security income, both of which are good, but not good enough right now.
Trying to make this broken-winged bird fly evenly is turning out to be a difficult process. I hope it's not insurmountable, which of course, it cannot be.
I turn 66 this year, am already on Medicare and Social Security, and have pretty massive debts to take care of so I can get on somewhat more stable financial ground before once again living on my pension and Social Security income, both of which are good, but not good enough right now.
Trying to make this broken-winged bird fly evenly is turning out to be a difficult process. I hope it's not insurmountable, which of course, it cannot be.
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
2/4/2015: What's Next, Part 2?
It is now 2015 and I must say I do not mourn the demise and departure of 2014.
All in all, it was one of my worst years in memory. I lost a (very expensive) lawsuit, requiring that I pay almost half of my retirement income for the next 20 years to a woman who lied and forged my signature on a legal document, and a lawyer who, in spite of telling me otherwise, was not aggressive in my defense. Oh, that I live that long...or she dies soon.
There were the trucking issues, support and non-support from employers, and other events and experiences that made the year one to forget, though forgetting is not something that can happen. And, of course, there was that day a year ago in Wyoming where I "met" a very angry woman looking for a way to get her fence replaced...and me, never having had a traffic ticket, paid the fine like an idiot, thus pleading guilty to, as Michigan wrote as they suspended my privileges and charged me a $2,000 fine, "leaving the scene of an accident causing property damage," though there was no accident.
And then I find that I owe $2,000 to the IRS. Again. How can that be?!? Who knows, but it is...
All I hope for is that 2015 turns into a better year.
March 2015 will arrive soon and I will reinstate my Michigan CDL; then I will hopefully find a company that will hire me. That might be challenging considering that my CDL has been suspended for the past 12 months.
I also want to write more. This is good therapy and my skills need improvement; the best way to do so is to write more. Two months between posts is not the way.
All in all, it was one of my worst years in memory. I lost a (very expensive) lawsuit, requiring that I pay almost half of my retirement income for the next 20 years to a woman who lied and forged my signature on a legal document, and a lawyer who, in spite of telling me otherwise, was not aggressive in my defense. Oh, that I live that long...or she dies soon.
There were the trucking issues, support and non-support from employers, and other events and experiences that made the year one to forget, though forgetting is not something that can happen. And, of course, there was that day a year ago in Wyoming where I "met" a very angry woman looking for a way to get her fence replaced...and me, never having had a traffic ticket, paid the fine like an idiot, thus pleading guilty to, as Michigan wrote as they suspended my privileges and charged me a $2,000 fine, "leaving the scene of an accident causing property damage," though there was no accident.
And then I find that I owe $2,000 to the IRS. Again. How can that be?!? Who knows, but it is...
All I hope for is that 2015 turns into a better year.
March 2015 will arrive soon and I will reinstate my Michigan CDL; then I will hopefully find a company that will hire me. That might be challenging considering that my CDL has been suspended for the past 12 months.
I also want to write more. This is good therapy and my skills need improvement; the best way to do so is to write more. Two months between posts is not the way.
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