But winter would be here soon; there were hardly any jobs around now: all the employers were reducing staff for the low season. I’d had no success in the summer, so I was hardly going to find anything now.
This is SW in TWS, possibly the most 'dog ate my homework' excuse for not getting a job ever.
Ditto my eyes scanned the bookshelf, searching for something to delay the moment when I had to open the laptop to spend more hours in the soul-destroying hunt for an employer who was on the lookout for an unqualified fifty-something with no employment record.
When she and Moth start talking to a group of homeless people in Truro later on, she asks
If any of you started living a normal life again, how do you think you’d be? I mean, do you think it would be hard? Not paying the bills and finding a job, not all that practical stuff. But do you think it would be hard to go inside after living outside for so long? And what about other people – do you think you’d find it easy to slip back into normality, that you’d just be able to interact with people in the same way you did before you were homeless?’
The irony is that she hasn't done any of the 'paying the bills and finding a job' practical stuff that she seems to be dismissing as the easy part of no longer being homeless. (And of course she's spent a total of probably three months under canvas.)
Predictably an almost certainly entirely fictional speech comes in reply from one of the homeless men:
[P]eople, well, you can’t trust ’em, can you? Even if they seem to be helping, you can’t trust their motives. Feels like someone always wants to know a bit more so they can find an easier way to do you over, move you on.
And, walking away, holding hands, RW opines
Trust. Such a slippery, elusive concept. Like an eel in your hands at the side of the river: release your grip for a second and it’s downstream and out of sight. You may never catch it again.
Which a therapist would have a field day with. The Walkers' problem is that people have clearly always tended to trust them too much, the Hemmingses, PRH, their devoted fans etc, rather than not enough.