Down

Well, the sun’s shining again, so the fact that I’m feeling rather down this morning is a bit strange.  Sun usually perks me up a bit.  I’m probably just tired of course.  Then again the latest news regarding government plans for those on JSA might have something to do with that.  I’m also feeling rather lost I think.  There’s a definite sense of loss anyway, and I refuse to believe it still has anything to do with The Situation.  I’m sure I’m over that now.  For the most part anyway.

Oh, and I’d love to know how the soaring unemployment in the North East is good news exactly.  Silly Tories.  And that’s putting my feelings there mildly.  Grrr.  I am trying to stop being so gloomy, honest.  But it’d be easier if either I could get a job, or people could stop being wankers about the fact that some of us (make that a lot!) are struggling to find jobs despite applying for loads.  Ok, so I haven’t applied for loads yet, but I have only been looking for a few months.  And I’m still not so desperate that I’m actually saying, sod The Child, I will be willing to work anytime during a twenty-four hour period.  People need to bear in mind that some of us are restricted by childcare needs.  I could be wrong, but I’m not sure that there is any twenty-four hour childcare available around me.  And I wouldn’t want to use it if there was.  Grrr.

So, according to Ed Davey the record unemployment is good news.  That’s great to know.

At least I have music and books to help me escape reality for a while, because at times reality really gets me down.  And as I don’t really have any control over my job situation, I’m feeling pretty helpless and lost.  I wish we could have a bit more support, rather than the endless judgements, and idiots tarring us all with the same brush.  Not all single mums are chavs who got pregnant only so they could get a council house and not have to work.  In fact I haven’t met anyone like that at all.  Grrrr.

And yes, I am aware that this is yet another random, nonsense post.  I just need to get stuff off my chest I guess.  Makes me feel a bit better though.  As does wasting valuable job search time watching David Mitchell rants on YouTube.  Fun.