Out of a job and what's my worth?

Looking for work never seemed so hard when I wasn't really looking. Funny how that works. Jobs fell in my lap. I'd just be chatting someone up and they'd say something like, "Oh, you know how to do books?" or "Oh, you're a writer?" and then they'd make some reference to needing some work done and the next thing I knew, I'd be working. Now that I'm unemployed, it's a whole different scene.

I'll bet I've filled out 50-75 job applications, submitted as many resumes, and gone on half a dozen interviews. Still out of a job. How do I feel? Well, I'm wondering what my worth is. I mean, I know my guy loves me. I know my kids love me. And my Mom. I feel great here on the docks. But in the marketplace? I'm not so sure all of a sudden. Feeling a little unsure of myself. A little wobbly on my feet. My qualifications look great on paper. But do they translate into marketable skills? Evidently not marketable enough. I'm finding out that corporate wheels move verrrry slowly.

I've interviewed three times with one large company. Great place... terrific benefits... lovely offices... happy employees... I'd love to work there. Trouble is, I've freelanced for the past twenty years. It's felt great, but it doesn't translate well on my resume. Looks like I've been sitting on my generous laurels for a long time. And it's not like I can show a portfolio to my prospective employer. They want something concrete... like references from an employer with a brick and mortar. It sure has given me a new appreciation for 50-somethings who've been laid-off and have to look for a new job. And kids fresh out of school looking for a first gig.

Job hunting is HARD work! Not to worry though. I'm going on another interview with said company today. The Human Resources Manager is a love. She has gone out of her way to hook me up with a temp-to-permanent slot possibility. Now I just have to wow the prospective managers with my skills, my moxy, and my smile. Wish me luck!