I have never realized before how much work is a part of my identity. I have been sitting at home for the past few days with no job... and the longer I stay at home the less it seems relaxing, and the more it seems like a prison. Not that I can't leave, but I can't gain the same satisfaction from cleaning the house and vacuuming that I could gain from a hard days work. I have complained about some jobs that I have had in the past... okay, about every job that I have had in the past... but at this point I have begun to change my expectations. I have begun to realize that though every job in essence is just work, it also serves a deeper purpose than merely paying your bills, or just giving you something to do with eight hours of your day. To have work is to be useful. And though I do not condone the idea, I must recognize that there is an identity that comes with work. Rebecca continues to remind me that it has only been a few days, but every time a potential employer turns me down for a job I feel a bit inside that he is turning down me as a person, rather than me as merely an employee. I know that I have to struggle against that, and nobody can remind me better than Bec, who was without a decent job for much of the last year.
Anyways, enough of that... I actually have an appointment on Wednesday to talk with a fellow who I met at church yesterday. He works for a program called Job Connect, and therefore he has a few contacts that might just prove useful. I am looking forward to talking with him, but I am still looking through the classifieds and applying here and there for whatever looks interesting.
I think I'll post another picture or two, just to end on a positive note (I'm going to have all my newfy pics up here before long :)
3 comments:
those are so nice, rod!
you should work for nfld tourism.
I almost agree with Katie... You have become a very excellent photographer...
maybe you should look into a landscape publication type job - you know.... tourism, calendars, country magazines...
You should start submitting your photographs to various magazines while you are waiting at home for a call from a potential employer... maybe this could become your "career" instead of finding just another "job!"
(How do you like my one hand typing skills?? - I'm holding my son Gabriel with the other.)
I was just going to say (before reading the other comments) that you could definitely sell your photographs. I for one would love to buy a copy of that pink sunset. Let me know if that works for you. As for job hunting, it sucks. Finding a job is a job itself, and not a very fun one. We'll be thinking of you as you wait for the right thing to come along.
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