Something amiss

I sit and ponder why I have such a restless feeling. Things are going as smoothly as they can, at the moment. Everyone is relatively happy and healthy as am I, but I have the feelings of things not accomplished. My routine is the same every day. Work 12 hours with a 2.5 hour round trip commute just to be able to pay bills and put away a little something. The end of the fiscal year for the job is coming up June 30th and everyone is waiting to exhale as to whether they will be employed come the first of July. Many think of the severance package: 2 weeks base pay for every year of service. For me that would be a nice package, and following behind that will be, if needed because I haven't found work, applying for unemployment. Per the move to Jersey, the unemployment rate is much higher than the rate for New York, so that will a offer a little solace. But what of the pounding the pavement trying to find a new gig. The thought of it is draining. Every year during this time comes the awareness of fiscal uncertainty for the company for which I work. The trickle down effect of firing/laying-off-to-never-be re-hired workers who are deemed expendable by the powers-that-be so that they may get their six figure bonuses is disturbing. And to think this corporate greed can turn my life upside down has me at an imbalance. I trudge ahead, but am always aware of the possibilities of that dreaded spiel, "We think you are a wonderful employee and am sorry to inform you that because of ...."

I forge ahead knowing I can survive whatever comes my way. I think?