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arfie
I have been trying to lose the awkward housewife moves since 2002 when my youngest son graduated high school. I have gone as far as the southern hemisphere in my effort to lose them. After 6 months on a US disaster team and a year and a half in Ecuador, and numerous river expeditions, I still returned home to sink into them like quicksand. They close over my psyche as if I have never had a life outside the family kitchen. The restrictions squeeze tighter than my military uniform ever did.
My current effort to lose the awkward housewife moves is an apartment physically close enough to be available but far enough to be outside the household assumptions. This would be my fourth morning here. 2nd for Priscilla, a REAL bitch and my four-legged tutor. Yes, she is a real dog. There is not enough hair dye and powder in the world to get the arf out of this lady.
With the apartment hunt behind me, the job hunt is the next logical step. I am procrastinating like a big human. Panic and anxiety attacks hit every time I sit down to update resumes or sort the job sites.
Nudge. Nudge. I am not confident this one will sort itself...
My current effort to lose the awkward housewife moves is an apartment physically close enough to be available but far enough to be outside the household assumptions. This would be my fourth morning here. 2nd for Priscilla, a REAL bitch and my four-legged tutor. Yes, she is a real dog. There is not enough hair dye and powder in the world to get the arf out of this lady.
With the apartment hunt behind me, the job hunt is the next logical step. I am procrastinating like a big human. Panic and anxiety attacks hit every time I sit down to update resumes or sort the job sites.
Nudge. Nudge. I am not confident this one will sort itself...
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First, I hope everyone is doing well, and continuing to fight that good fight! Keep up the great work on yourselves; I'm rooting for all of you!So, I started doing therapy at the beginning of the year, when I was in my most depressed state, but with my therapist, I made big changes and steps in the right direction. But, over a month ago, she couldn't take my insurance anymore, and I had to stop...
Glad the apartment phase is over, and I hope Priscilla's nesting in well. By the way, I had an old girlfriend named Priscilla. (Nuff said. No, I'm not going to go there. Ha! :-) )
Now the job hunt. With your qualifications and people skills, some employer's about to get very lucky hiring you. But before that happens, there might me some hoops to jump through. At my age, 55, that was hard to bow to in my job search years ago.
I don't mean to sound like I'm full of myself. But there were some times in job hunting when I thought experience ought to speak for itself. Yet I found myself having to explain myself in the interview about stuff I thought should be obvious selling points of my job history.
That's when I had to suck it up a little and fake it to make it with extra humility. That may not be your challenge at all, I'm just speaking for me and job hunting at my age. It took more patience than I thought I had at times, but I mustered it, and ended up where I am. I'm really happy where I'm working. I know that can happen for you, too.
Self-esteem issues? Me?
Small steps and long chews? Seems like maybe I have already over-chewed this one.
Judge yourself very, very carefully. I know how it feels to think yourself a "failure", oh boy do I know. This is not an accurate assessment. WHO you are, in your soul, in your heart and mind, is so enormously special! SEE THAT, please. And have patience. Whatever is next for you will come to you. Be sure to discern it is the correct "next step", don't just take it because it's offered. It is hard to "love" yourself but, you must. I know the echoes in your head, I have them, too. You have great value. Try to believe that.
The engineering career I left in 1995 was not shabby, but it was nowhere near so gratifying nor so challenging as bringing my out-of-control adolescents under control. Nor was that daunting task the only thing I accomplished in the last 18 years.
Now to get that digitized into contemporary standards in a position that fits my nature...
Have you thought of having a professional write your resume? They often see all the talents that one does not see in themselves. Sort of like spin doctors...
So phone skills, interview techniques typing 25 wpm and data entry on online forms.
I think the honesty you have about your past 8 years is good. And you are right. An employer in your field will not look at you. My husband's in the same situation for different reasons, so that's why I'm not blowing smoke. Yes, being a mother is AWESOME, but it doesn't pay the bills.
You know what does??? Waitressing, delivery, other areas where you can work for tips, IF you can stand that. Then, you can save and take some classes/courses in something that DOES have jobs out there that's related to your field and claw your way back into the market. It may not sound great, but it's a means to an end. At your age and the way things are now, you could be working for another quarter century, so going down that path may take a bit longer, but it may help.
Go to you local library- they usually offer career advice. Or a local college.
Best of luck.