Round 2 is up to bat.

John had the College call him (where the radio station is overseen in Phoenix) and instead of doing any more phone interviews they scheduled him to fly out and do a face to face on July 19th. We both see this as a very good thing, I'm so excited for him and for myself.

I'm tenativly looking into Phoenix and the surrounding area for job prospects and possible pagan and gaming groups. I think I'll really be able to start learning more about being "Two Spirit".

Sorry to have been away.

But there hasn't really been anything I wanted to talk about happening in my life.
I'm struggling to use the CPAP machine all night long. nothing I try makes it comfortable for me.

John had his 60th birthday last week and being out of work I couldn't get him anything to celebrate and that made me very depressed.
Right as I type this John is on the phone being interviewed by 5 people at the college he hopes to be working at in Arizona. Oh how i hope he gets the job so we can escape the black hole that Philadelphia has become for us. Not that I expect moving to create a miracle but at least it will shake us up and out of our ruts.

Oh I did start Testosterone shots a few weeks ago and man has it made a difference. Guys as you get older make sure to have Testosterone tests done so you can avoid the health problems I have had from low testosterone.

Update: John did well on his first of 3 or 4 interviews. He was told that will make a decision in about 3 weeks.

I'm in a transit place right now.

John has applied for a Chief Engineer's position in Arizona and I'm kind of delighted by it. I just hate the wait involved in finding out if he has the job and then it'll be a few months without him while he looks for a place down there and gets it set up for the move. It also means I'll be the one packing up everything here. (Goddess I dread the thought).
I figure if we move there it's a good thing all around. we get a new start and a better place to live and Arizona gets two democrats to help fight the douchebags in power there.

I'm going (Not) so slightly mad.

I haven't had a steady job in like 6 or 7 years now. I can't seem to catch a break in any field I have any qualifications in and as I reach beyond middle age the jobs are drying up faster than the fluid in my joints. I have no access to my own money and no real choices in anything John and I do because I don't feel right making demands when I can't pay for anything. For someone who already suffers from depression this sucks a huge big greasy nasty Republican (I can't complain about it sucking dick cause I LIKE to suck dick).
I just have no idea what to do anymore. My lack of enthusiasm has me paralyzed so bad I can't get myself to do the laundry.