If these are the dog days of summer they are certainly the dog days of job searches.
There is little out there for a 54-year-old who has minor job skills. I can read and write, which means I have the job skills of someone who's graduated third grade.
The phrase "dog days" comes from the rise of the star Sirius in ancient skies. What followed was the heat of summer, which in the minds of the ancients caused adulterous women, weak men and mad dogs. The star Sirius was called the "Dog Star" because it was the the largest and brightest of "Canis Major" -- the "Greater Dog" constellation.
All I've ever noted in this time is dogs needing more water.
Now this dog needs a job and I'm awaiting two newspaper interviews and little else.
As I look at a pivot late in life for my final act -- what's next -- I seek the advice of readers.