Adar is back.
I thought I was doing really well with this, working on the No-on-8 campaign via Progressive Jewish Alliance, and with my part time job at a synagogue…
and then the holiday season ended, I’m visiting only once a month for a while, and Prop 8 passed. Getting down to writing on a disciplined schedule between visits to the synagogue has been rocky, given some family stuff.
I feel underemployed and restless, blue, and cranky. Maybe it’s just the transition of seasons. Maybe it’s because I really AM underemployed. Dunno.
Time to pull up my socks and get on with work. I’ll feel better if I keep myself working.
I have a cold, not cancer. I am underemployed, not UNemployed. I have a roof that doesn’t leak and people who love me. I’ll be OK.


