Recession is a dirty word

I listened to a radio program this week that was describing the labor market as being strong and reporting unemployment at 3.9 percent. BUT, there was also a woman expert giving job related stats, and she talked about how the numbers don’t reflect the new phenomena that is occurring in America today.

Things like underemployment, or women being displaced at in inordinately larger rate than men; or some workers getting no wage increases since 2014; and on and on and on.

It reminds me, that for some people — people that were hit hard by the Great Recession of 2008 — have not recovered.growth-recession-750x296

Recession. The word brings back not so good memories and my own story that I’ve had to just accept. Losing a house, losing a job, starting over in so many ways.

It is estimated that is takes 10 years to catch up after a recession. I joke with my son that this is our year; we’re going to be “caught up.” Bring on the riches.

I do feel like I have my feet under me. However, in no way do I feel like life is as good as it was for me 10 years ago. I hope I’m wrong, but I’ve made piece with the fact that my life will never be as good as it was 10 years ago, financially speaking.

Jill Schlesinger, CBS’ News financial reporter, is predicting a recession next year and we should start planning now.  Ha. I don’t know about you, but the last recession has left me unable to plan for the next.

The roller coaster of life continues as always.

— Namaste

 

 

Mysterious

There have been strange things happening around here.

I live in an apartment with a door to a small outside but covered courtyard.  An outside entrance,  I’m sure, so they can say it is a townhome and charge me more rent. But anyway. . .

I keep finding grass all over my doormat.

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Took me a few days to look up and find a barn swallow nest above my door.

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Now what do I do? It’s a bit ewwwee — not sanitary at all. If I call the landlord they will remove the nest and I will feel bad. Like I’ve ruined this middle-class bird couple’s chance for a new home, in a nice neighborhood, with dry, protected surroundings.  hmmm.

On another bird note  (see what I did right there? 🙂

On another bird note, my hummingbirds are back. I was slow to get my feeder up. To my delight, there were many flying around my deck looking for the feeder. They came back. How cool is that? Enjoy your day,

— Namaste

Emotional labor and divorce

171025-better-illustration-emotional-labor-ew-418p_398cd6d7572e803ca182ef4629cecc07.focal-760x380I’m an avid listener to the Dear Sugars podcast. Recently, they had a show on emotional labor and it got me all fired up. It brought back so many memories of my marriage and how this topic was so intertwined in my divorce.

Marriage emotional labor is the invisible tasks that are needed to run a household that aren’t defined and, more times than not, are one partner’s responsibility — in my case, the woman’s. So it includes remembering things such as kids birthdays, friends names, food likes and dislikes; and it is the delegation of tasks within the household. It is the second part of the description that was so entirely frustrating to me in a relationship where my ex-partner did not see what needed to be done and left all domestic chores plus the lawn (including scooping) to me.

His view was that he did not ask me to do these chores so therefore, I must want to do them. If I did stop doing the chores and waited for him to step up, it never happened. Frustrating.

Gemma Hartley was interviewed during the episode and has a book coming out on the subject this fall. I predict it’ll get a lot of of press.

— Namaste