We have seven days until our ultrasound which will tell us so much about the fate of this little babe. I need to let fate roll the die, and live in the present. Since I have not yet managed enlightenment, I am launching Operation Distraction. Seven days of blog posts that, with the exception of today, will not dwell too much on pregnancy and anxiety, but on other things in the my life. On the list: knitting, books, MOOCs, television, food, and whatever else comes to mind!
Today’s topic is unemployment. You all have Continue reading
Once upon a time I discovered the State’s job board. I quickly learned that to become “list eligible” for a job classification you have to take an exam. This is either a simple ranking of your experience and qualifications or an actual job-related exam. You then have to be placed in the top three ranks to be eligible for hire. I am “list eligible” under two different job classifications, one of which I actually took a statistics and data analysis exam for the other was just a ranking of experience. Continue reading
- I have awful eyes. I literally am blind without corrective lenses. I switched to daily disposables last December after my right eye decided that my monthly contacts were laced with acid and started rejecting them one after the other. This new brand I am using is absolute crap. The prescription strength is often off, which results in poor vision, which triggers a psychosomatic response telling me that I should sleeeep. Because that is what I do when I remove my contacts at night and can no longer see. I sleep. Sleeeeepy. As such, today is a bullet point kind of day. Continue reading
I am at the end of this job search. Not because I have an offer on the table, but because I believe that no one will hire me. Not through conventional means. I’ve applied to 105 jobs in 18 months and haven’t heard a damn thing. Well, that isn’t entirely true. I did get one call back for a state position in Sacramento, but she needed me to drive there to take a 20 minute Excel exam before being considered for an interview. I turned it down because my first IUI was scheduled for either the next day or the day after. Those were the only two days I could do the exam. That was after my first batch of state applications, and I was confident that more would follow, because, after all, my test scores put me in the first rank for every job category I was applying for. That’s funny. I recently spoke to the director of the career services center at my alma mater. She loved my documents and thought that I would have no problems at all in securing a job. Also funny.
I won’t lie. I have been exceedingly surly and sour. That’s why I’ve been a bit quiet on the blogosphere, as of late. When I get in these moods I try to temper the pain, anger, and grief just a bit as to not spew my nasty vitriol all over the blogosphere. We all have enough to deal with on a regular basis. I don’t need to add to our collective pain and grief by spewing angry diatribes all over the place. The least I can do is let it all build for a while before I erupt like Vesuvius. Continue reading