Six Months and Counting...

I know I shouldn't complain, because people who *had* jobs are now *losing* them, but it's frustrating. I have been unemployed for six months now.

I want to work.

It isn't that there is no work for me. Since I'm an American living in Europe, there should be plenty of English teaching I could be doing. And there is! I'm just that form of unemployed that the statistic readers don't consider unemployed: ie I am capable of doing a job that is looking for someone. The fact that I'm not working is merely because my job and I haven't hooked up yet, so to speak.

I'm also frustrated because my so-called employer has been stringing me along. I haven't gotten a direct answer to the question: 'So, when exactly do you think I'll be able to start?' Grrr.

It's difficult because I feel if I had more interaction with other people - even if most of it were in English, my Italian would improve. As it is, Domi's Italian is skyrocketing and mine is stagnant. Domi works in an Italian company, in an Italian setting... everyone speaks to him in Italian and he not only understands everything, he is now capable of making jokes.

I suppose that I am also capable of making jokes, but mostly I indicate them. I can't say them.

Okay. Enough of my pity party. On the bright side, food is cooked at home and home is spotless. Spring is arriving and I have time to plan my wedding and work out.

So. Close.

The picture represents what I do to entertain myself. Ha.