The census is important. Being counted means your state is properly represented in the House of Representatives. Being counted also helps your state get its fair share of federal funds.
As we know getting a really accurate count this year is going to be a challenge but it will be done. It is required by law and was even done in 1920 despite the havoc wrought by the Spanish Flu.
And now we have technology on our side. Even if you haven’t gotten any mail from the census yet (there may have been a problem with your mailing address) or you lost it or tossed it away, you can still go on-line or call and provide your information. Personally I didn’t find the questions overly intrusive or too time consuming, though the more people you have residing in your home the longer it will take.
The census doesn’t share specific information with anyone. Not the IRS, not immigration, not even the President. Very, very few people will see your name linked with your data. Statistics are what the census bureau creates.
Just got the word, Census is shut down until further notice. Sigh. *********************************************************************
I just wanted to say I won’t be around much for the next 3 weeks as I am working for the census once again. My job has been modified slightly so I don’t have any contact with people. (We are leaving questionnaires on doors in areas where there is an issue with the mailing addresses.)
I confess I haven’t paid much attention to what is going on with the virus until recently. I was bummed when they cancelled basketball but still unconcerned. I was shocked to discover empty shelves at the commissary. But when they closed the libraries? That really brought it home.
I find it ironic that me, the stay at home girl, is now out and about while everyone else hunkers down. But it is just a few weeks.
I feel like I have left some parts of my life un-updated of late. So, just in case you were wondering:
I had my last post-surgery check-up seven weeks after my hysterectomy. The doctor had predicted four to six weeks for the internal healing to complete. So she was a little surprised (but not alarmed) that my internal stitches had not dissolved yet. No big deal, everything looked fine, I just needed to avoid heavy lifting and strenuous exercise for two more weeks. To be honest I felt perfectly well and wasn’t sure I had still been avoiding heavy lifting! But, everything is good.
I have opted to hold off on hormone replacement therapy for now. While I am 100% positive the hysterectomy was the right choice, now I am not sure I need HRT. No hot flashes, sleeping well and the hormonal roller coaster has been reduced to the kiddie version. Not sure if that is the St. John’s Wort or just my body changing on it’s own. So for now I just wait and see what happens.
I am making progress with weight loss, yeah! I am down to 140 pounds. The intermittent fasting works. I don’t have a hard and fast routine but take it day by day. Most days I only eat one or two meals. I wait until I am really hungry and don’t worry about what time it is. I have found that ignoring the first hunger pangs and drinking some water or tea is pretty easy and effective.
I think the other key to success is I try and eat what I really want. The cravings have ended. And surprisingly I don’t want junk food so much. I often eat salads or omelettes or a simple meal (say grilled pork chop, baked yam and veg). I don’t worry about carbs or sugar but I do try and eat whole, real food. And when I do want something sweet I keep homemade brownies and cookies in the freezer. I am hoping to lose about two more pounds but I am not stressing over it, I trust it will happen in time.
I mentioned I was working for the Census Bureau here. And I mentioned how hot it was. And then it got humid. And I found myself walking 15k steps one morning in triple digit heat. And the next day? Not so much. So I had to quit. I felt bad but I was not the first to quit that week because of the weather. They were sorry to lose me and said I was one of their better workers.
What I did learn was that I rather enjoyed working part-time and I am currently pursuing some other options.
I think that covers all the big stuff! Have a great week!
I have been toying with the idea of going back to work. I hesitate because I know what big changes it would mean for the entire family. I saw the Census Bureau was hiring for temporary, mostly part-time jobs later this year. I decided this could be a good opportunity to test out working without a big commitment.
So I went on-line and filled out the application. It gave me the choice of doing so in English or Spanish for the regular application and if I wanted to apply for a supervisory position it had to be in English. I filled out both parts (in English) and attached my paperwork to get my five point veteran preference. They are doing the hiring this summer so I don’t expect to hear anything for awhile.
I decided to give the family a heads up and announced at dinner that I had applied for a job. My son had twelve thousand questions and finally I said, “I don’t even know if I will get hired. I don’t speak Spanish.” Wait. What? Do I really think that? I wasn’t sure. So I did some cogitating on the subject.
Thinking on the supervisory side, all things being equal if another applicant speaks English and Spanish I would hirer them. But then I had another thought. Does this mean some of the people being hired on the non-supervisory side only speak Spanish?
I tried to imagine myself moving to say, France and applying for a government job there without speaking French… nope, can’t imagine it.
Call me crazy but I think if you are applying for a job with the United States government one of your languages should be English. Which leads me to wonder why the application is available in Spanish. All other aspects being equal could someone who only speaks Spanish be hired over someone who only speaks English?
Truthfully I am not all that worried about it. They hire me or they don’t. But the fact that I am even thinking about this is messed up.