Becoming invisible

Aging has it’s privileges, unless you are female it seems. Then you just become invisible. I don’t mind being invisible so much, but I would like to have a job. Another day without work and a pass from another prospect. That and the coming change in leadership in this country makes me feel quite invisible. I don’t mind except I’m feeling quite useless at the moment. That is frustrating; not having direction. Health setbacks haven’t helped. The elbow injury and surgery last year and the broken hand this year. Life it proving fragile. My ego can only take so much.

Now I can’t sleep and really need something fun. I have a lot of work in front of me. The question though for me is work for what? I think the recent election may be where I find my motivation. We shall see.