Episode 38: Running Under Radar; Putting Myself Out There

A girl needs somewhere to write, to vent, to get it out there.  I've tried sharing this blog a little more widely but I find I just can't.  Even as supportive as my friends in the computer are, sometimes I just want to rant.

But today, it's a different focus. I need an accountability somewhere of my job hunt.  Because we both know I'm looking and that I want away from where I am.   

So....here's where I am, here's what I want. I want to be back in a bigger city. I want to not be working with the general public on a daily basis. I don't want my job description to be focused on storytime. None of these are sinful, I remind myself. I recognize what I enjoy and at what I excel and what will make me burn out between now and the next few years.  Or the new few weeks.  While I know jobs can't be exciting "all" of the time, it is the real potential of job resentment that I see coming that makes me realize I need to find something more suited to my career goals in short order. 

Let's step it up shall we? I know you have wanted something different for a while too--let's be accountable to each other. Every day, every week, we need to figure out how to move on. 

I'm going to go look through the folders I keep skimming and decide exactly to what I want to apply.  Those descriptions are going in a concrete folder out of my inboxes and I'm going to work on a cover letter today.

What about you? 

Ugly Washcloths and Plans

It must be approaching spring. Days are finally getting longer; I'm occasionally able to open the glass sliding door; I remember that I do have a balcony under the snow .

And I want to clean out stuff.  It's a normal spring feeling right? Emerging from the layers we've buried ourselves in over the winter to realize you just want space, air, clean, and less stuff cluttering up. 

It's started, somewhat, with yarn.  I was sorting things again and wondering why I'd kept tiny balls of yarn where the project was long gone.  These weren't even memory balls--ones that triggered the memory of projects into which I'd put hours, these were just random. I remembered the end project but it wasn't something I had a strong emotional attachment to by any means.

I want to finish things--like the yarn. So in the past couple of days I've been knitting ugly washcloths:  cotton yarns that have nothing to do with each other in terms of color. Ugly mismatched washcloths will do just as good a job on the kitchen floor. 

I want to read the books in my library basket, which may mean taking some time off of putting things on hold or just adding them to the "to read" list---which I might get through if I win the lottery tomorrow and don't have to work for the rest of my life--but that's doubtful (too many books, no lottery ticket).

I want to read the mumble long backlog of National Geographics so I can recycle them.  No, the library doesn't need them.  Trust me.

I want to use up the yarn leftovers and finish the 8-10 half done projects around here.

I want to mail off the four packages that just need tape and labels before they go to friends and family.

I want to clean out the coat closet and the linen closet.  What on earth did we put on those higher shelves? 

I want to transcribe the novel I started into the computer and see if I can actually make some progress on it.

I want to go through my books again and see if maybe there's some that can go...I doubt it, but it's worth looking through again. 

I want to get my Egypt journal done and my pictures up.

I want to report back to you of the rejections and successes, rather than just the status quo. 


So...that's the plan for the next 3.5 weeks.  Pretty reasonable to do list, don't you think?

I'm on washcloth #4....