Alright... it's been some time, however I need to lay this out. It's been a bit of time since we lost our lodger (i.e. foster daughter). So last Friday, my father had back surgery. The surgery went well. The recovery however is taking it's time, as such recoveries often to. Since I have been unemployed for 3 1/2 long years with zero prospects, I volunteered to help. Mom didn't realize how difficult it would be, so I got called earlier than she expected to come and help.

Don't get me wrong. I am happy to help. It's my dad. The deal is simply that my dad is in his 60's and can be an curmudgeon. So I am now a voluntary cross between nurse and orderly.

Otherwise it's the status quoe, no work, no prospects and fighting the emotional drag that is the perpetual professional rejection of not only what little opportunities in my field, but being rejected from janitorial services to hamburger flippers... you know the jobs that Americans just won't do.

That's it for now.