So, its been just over a year since I retired. A year of deep breaths, overspending and relaxing. I found a great part time gig before I retired and it has proven, until the first of this month, to be lucrative, allowing us to drift comfortably through the changes that retirement brings. Then, it all kind of blew up. One of the program directors left. Another has decided she doesn’t like “sharing” me, so she’s just not going to use me, we got a new executive director and the program director who I have developed a great working and friendship relationship with was diagnosed with a brain tumor. a Brain Tumor. Cancerous. Surgery , extensive OT, chemo and radiation regime to be determined………..crisis mode. So, pushing aside the drama of a young mother being diagnosed with a cancerous brain tumor, which is really the only IMPORTANT consideration in this whole thing, pushing that aside, my work hours have gone from 15 week to 4. That’s right, 4. The projects Rachel and I were working on were put on hold with her illness. The office is in terror mode, with everyone of the fulltime people ( well, everyone except the one who doesn’t want to work with me anymore) chipping in and covering all the bases, and I am just sitting at home, checking email and hoping someone remembers to let me help …. frustrating, beyond words.
I need to work. I need to generate a bit of income, but just as importantly, I need to contribute. To have a schedule. To work.
So Ive been sending resumes and filling out applications and scanning websites….all the while hoping for an email from the Exec. Director. Ive been sending him a weekly email: basically a “don’t forget me, what can I do?” note…but man, this sucks.