I took my dog in to have her stitches removed today, and while there I discussed job opportunities. Come the end of October the doctor is going to tell me I can return to work, so comp is going to stop sending me checks. I need to see if I can line something up. The difficulty is that any job I do now needs to be largely clerical. I still can't hold anything heavier than about 15-20 lbs for any length of time. Finding positions that I am capable of filling in this rural area (which are not mind-numbing and soul-killing) will not be easy.
Anyway, the animal hospital just hired some receptionists but asked me to turn in an application anyway. They are always hiring and all but offered me the next available position. They know my family well. So I filled out the application and will turn it in tomorrow. I can't count on it though, and need to keep looking.
Ideally, I would work from home with minimal human contact. Failing that, here is my ideal: my own obscure little cubicle with a pile of paperwork that does not include any math. Leave me alone and let me do my work, and I will be the happiest of employees. Honestly. That's all I want out of life right now. Until, of course, I manage to put myself through school and get those degrees.