Where's my bailout?

OK, the only political reference I'll make.  I dread seeing the 401k and other financial statements arriving.  Thus the pile of statements still in their envelopes.

For my devoted fans (HAH), sorry for the delay in getting to the blog.

Anyhow, we ponder how to handle Christmas this year with essentially zero income.  Unemployment will pay the mortgage, but that's about it.  One of the youngsters recalls the sled tracks and hoof marks  in the snow...the oldest knows that "Santa Claus" might not wear a red outfit and have white hair (gray maybe).  We'll figure out something.  I think one notion will be to give "experiences" (and actually do them).  The oldest LOVES to sit at the local airport and watch airplanes take off and land...cheap other than half a buck to get there and back and the time.

Can we say "hiring freeze"?  For a while, there was hope that a position at my "old" company would come through and my time of unemployment would be quite limited.  Last week I learned of a freeze, so in keeping with the season...my goose is cooked.

Favorite job searching site right now...www.indeed.com.  

On the positive side, my running has ramped up and my minimum run sits at about 4 miles.  Nookachamps here I come and this year it will be the half-marathon.

Cheers!