Today marks the 8th week of not working. The first 3 weeks were not bad. I had time to relax and read. Now it has just become something that is disliked. I am half tempted to start spending my days on a street corner just to occupy time. There are jobs out there, most of which I am not qualified for and the rest are very uninspiring to me. I have been tempted to leave Springfield and see what else is out there, but I know that if i do that I will just go climbing instead of look for a job.
Another problem I have been faced with is a finger injury. It has been around 4 weeks or so now since I did injure my finger, but it is still no where near where I wish it was. The injury I am speaking up is a torn A4 pulley in my right ring finger. For those who don't know what that is, it is the ligament that wraps around the underside of the finger, between the knuckles, to hold the tendon close to the finger bones. So, even taking a climbing trip right now seems useless, unless it was to Indian Creek.
Hopefully if I continue to not have a job I might actually finish one of my projects which I started this past summer. When i was at home this summer I started to make myself a new chalk bag. On it is an elaborate embroidery covering a larger portion of the front. Now eight months into it and I am no where close to being done.
That has been my life the past few months. I hope you enjoyed.
