The bad elohim is striking again at my stuff while I take my morning coffee. I’m persuaded by these thoughts to go and return to my bed and sleep, where they’ll kill me. I’ve had this happen several times in the last few days and so I sleep. But I arise feeling more the thing, but other times, I don’t feel quite right and so I have to return to sleep. I’m told this called depression but it looks that way to someone who’s watching but in truth, it’s the bad elohim thoughts attacking me and making me sad all day long.

I’ve not been a slouch today, however. I compiled my short story and submitted it to a contest and I’m rather chuffed about it. I suppose that’s why the bad elohim thoughts are on the warpath and hate that I wrote something under their noses and gave it to someone to judge. They’re going to find out where it went to and make it sad. They’ll likely steal it and then pocket the win money (if it should win). I’m sure My God knows it well. I trust in Him always.

I’m to talk to a woman today for a job interview. I think she’ll be ok to talk to. I’m waffling about what to do if they ask me to join them. I have a few conditions to ask before I do (if I want to join them, that is). I need to have a bit of time to noodle about this job. It’s for a technical writing job. I’ve had over eleven years of it, and I’m not sure it will be good to go for it again. Will it make me sad to write something technical again? Perhaps. It is likely I’ll go through a wave of depression that is more like what people go through when they step into the puddle of work again. Is that what people think after they get a job post-Pandemic? Will people have to work their ‘work muscles’ again? Do you think that it will be good again to work for 8 hours a day after a year of being off the job? And what about those poor dogs who got adopted to accompany the lonely people who did not have anyone during the pandemic? Will these dogs be happy without their humans? For eight hours a day? Or will they wreak havoc with the furniture? Or will they whine all day? I don’t know what to say to solve this problem? If I could I’d be a pet sitter but I haven’t the strength and the space to hold a dozen puppies, do I? Now that’s an idea. What about that, anyone? I’ll have to figure out what to do about this.

Many people want their sitters go to their houses and sit their pets. Sometimes they give their pets to the pet sitters to sit in the pet sitter’s house. Sometimes they go to a kennel where the dogs run around with other dogs for several hours a day while their owners go shopping. I do not know if that’s safe for puppies of a year or less in age.

I fear many pups will end up in a shelter because of the post-Pandemic period. I hope not. I need to find my ASPCA card and give some money towards their work. I do not know what to do about this. Please keep your puppies safe, anyone who’s been out of work for a year and needed a companion.

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Writer, blogger, journalist, ex-regulatory writer and lover of God.

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