A few weeks ago I listened to a story on NPR (National Public Radio)
about the U.S. jobless rate. The Labor
Department reported that our nation’s unemployment rate moved down to 7.6
percent in March, the lowest rate in 4 years.
However, this is not the good news it would seem to be. There were expectations for 200,000 net new
jobs, but only 88,000 materialized. So
why did the jobless rate decline? It
declined because almost a half million people dropped out of the labor
force. That’s right—nearly 500,000
people stopped working or looking for work.
I understand this because several months ago I stopped looking for
work, too. Why? Pure frustration and a feeling of
hopelessness. There aren’t many jobs in
Idaho and a large number of the jobs we have are low paying. (Idaho has the highest percentage of minimum
wage jobs in the country.) When I moved
to Idaho nearly 30 years ago, I had left a job which paid the equivalent of $10
per hour—and that was not considered to be a particularly good wage. All these years later I see many jobs, often
requiring experience, advertised at that same wage or less. The sad truth is that the majority of Idaho
jobs do not pay a living wage. I looked
diligently for a job for over a year, sometimes coming very close. At one of the last interviews that I had, I
was told that I was in the top four out of 150 applicants. I didn’t get the job—close, but not close
enough. I am fairly certain that my age
is working against me, but I can’t prove it.
Of course, we could use the money.
We are living off my husband’s retirement while trying to help a
daughter who has been struggling to make it and is now also unemployed.
I felt like I was beating my head against a wall to get a low-paying
job that I didn’t really want. Where are
the good paying, interesting, challenging jobs?
Where are the jobs, period? I
remember reading that the definition of insanity is to continue to do the same
thing and expect different results.
It was time to do something different—time to explore. I decided to broaden my volunteer activities and
make some commitments, something I couldn’t do while job hunting. I have been helping in a political party
office and soon I’ll be volunteering at the zoo. I hope to find a project at the
foodbank. Of course, I continue to
volunteer at my church. Some people have
suggested that I might find a job by volunteering, but, to be honest, my goal
is to simply make a contribution to my community.
My second goal has been to stretch myself through classes and
experimentation. The creative side of me
has been squelched for too long. I have
taken some classes on glass fusion—the colors are delightful and bring out an
almost child-like joy in me. I’m
currently taking a class about drawing and painting from nature; we’re learning
about using sketchbooks and journals. I’m
looking forward to going out and trying what I’ve learned.
Where will this lead me? I don’t
know at this point. Perhaps I’ll attempt
to re-enter the job market in another year—with a new point of view and perhaps
some new skills. Or perhaps I’ll decide
I’m retired and find fulfillment entirely in volunteer work. Perhaps I’ll become an artist. Who knows?
In the meantime, I’ll be exploring.
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