Temporary

Hi, I’m a “temp.” What does an old-school “temp” mean? One is on a typing service and can temp for whatever the wage is and answer phones.

Now everything is temporary: jobs; spouses et al. While I rue what this economy has done to all taxpayers I still think there’s a stick-to-it-iveness that we Americans have that got us out of the Great Depression and ensuing recessions. There’s a hope hidden there in our collective will and spirit.

We moved cross-country for a temporary job. It cost us thousands of dollars to get here and we still don’t have a place to live. I think that is a definition of hope.

We can be certain that as our government gives away our tax dollars to Wall Street and our newly-acquired company AIG who won’t disclose its balance sheets to its new owners (us) that the IRS will be looking to middle-income and lower-income folks to close the gaps.

People want to know how to connect with others on more than a temporary basis. It’s not Facebook or MySpace or LnkedIn. Everything is moving further from human contact. A smile, handshake, eyes crossing the room. How simple and sweet is that?

We have our days but we are best friends and are married, too. We just drove cross-country apart – separate cars – and have left our lives in storage. Where will we live, temporarily? Stay tuned as we consider multiple opportunities….

We ordered in pizza tonight. That’s another story. Cheers, Dee