Sunset at Playa Zancudo
Not taking into account the reduction in income, being unemployed is actually quite nice. I was unemployed several years ago and I absolutely hated it. All I did was worry about the deficit our household was running each day I was out of work. I would have panic attacks of doom and gloom and I would convince myself that I might not ever find a job again. I anguished about being behind on our retirement savings accounts. Pretty funny huh, since none of us even have any clue as to what the market will be doing when we do decide to cash out.
Since this is my second time to ride this wave, I promised myself I would enjoy every minute of it, because before I know it, I will wake up and find myself rushing to get off to work, and I will have wished I had savored more of my time off. So far, I’ve been doing a pretty good job. I spend a reasonable amount of time each day pursuing work leads and then I let go and forget about it. I’m trusting that the right opportunity will come along at the right time. I have no idea what that will be and that’s what makes it so exciting.
I have been able to catch up with friends I haven’t seen in ages. There has been plenty of time to catch up on reading, crossword puzzles, and new recipes. I go to a yoga class almost every day and take long walks on the beach or around the neighborhood. I have signed up for several volunteering gigs in the next few weeks and hope to sign up for more. My house has always been fairly clean (I am my mother’s daughter after all 
) but it’s really sparking these days! I must start inviting people over more often!
I’m learning to live in the “now.” Half of the things we worry about never happen anyway, so why torment our minds with depressing scenarios. For today, I’m healthy, safe, loved, and all my basic needs are taken care of. And tomorrow, I will wake up and practice living in the “now” once again.
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