When service only keeps you busy ...

I am dragging.  I remember writing out a list of goals that I would want by the year 2000 in Young Women's and I have accomplished them all.  I try to think of new goals or adventures to put on a bucket list, and nothing comes to mind as truly desirable.  Nothing seems fun anymore.  There is nothing to look forward to.  Hubby describes what he wants retirement to be like, and I hope that I die before then.  All travel and exercise ... he better find a second wife for that.  I consistently say that my "second husband" will be a golden retriever. 

Basically unemployed at this point.  And I don't expect that business will pick up anytime soon.  With Thing 1 and Thing 2 still in elementary school, I don't feel right about full-time work.  I got a resume from a newer EIT that must have written every engineering firm in St. Louis ... and addressed the envelopes with a manual/ribbon type typewriter.  No graduation date, no grade point average, and a work history non-engineering that goes back at least a decade.  The handwriting on the signature looked old to me and it was on cheap paper.  Hope they find success somewhere.  Maybe that will be me in 20 years.