drifting

I've been out of work for six months! The first month, I enjoyed the 'vacation'. The next, I really wasn't worried about work.  The third month, I started looking around and polishing up my resume. The fourth month, I was considering other careers. The fifth month, the moment a good friend asked if I could accompany her on her drive to Stockton, I packed my bags and left. So the second week of November, I set out on this road trip to North California but I never got there... the funny thing is I'm still in California-- South California. This wasn't part of the plan. Come to think if it, I didn't have a plan. In fact, I don't even know where I'm going to be in a week. So here I am on my sixth month, still in search of a job... but starting to feel a little frantic about the state of affairs...