Greetings!

I can’t believe it has been over seven months since I went to work. It seems like two years. Don’t get me wrong; I always preferred home to work, but I do miss it. I worked with so many wonderful people, friends in the truest sense.

I shouldn’t be surprised that after 15 years of playing a role, that it is an adjustment for Kara and I to have those roles overhauled so drastically. I was the provider. Kara says that I still am as we are receiving disability payments, but for me it was more than just getting money. It was me leaving home and working hard for 10-12 hours a day and then coming home. I find myself wondering if there isn’t something I could do. I mean, I’m not totally incapacitated, right? Part-time? Anything to help the family budget?

I’ve had no luck in the publishing arena yet; but what about something less elaborate? Could I work a half-shift in a day care facility? The vocal issues alone probably disqualify me from that. Shoe shine guy? I don’t see well enough. A security guard? One that gets to sit down and doesn’t need great vision? (Or never has to actually apprehend anyone?) I don’t think so. What do old folks do? Wal-Mart greeter? Perhaps, if I could have a stool and they didn’t mind if a lot of non-verbal greetings. I could go on, disqualifying every idea with one or more symptoms, but what is the point of that? Suffice it to say I’m trying to think of something. Anyway, until I figure something out, or get better, I’ll just continue to be a blogger!