Thursday, June 05, 2008
A few days ago, I went through my closet, the satellite closet and the upstairs storage area (I have clothes from several different sizes, plus the house has small closets because it's over 100 years old. Even a fairly normal-sized wardrobe doesn't fit into one closet) and one of the things I came up with was three knee-length skirts. They fit! One is kind of a royal blue, another is a sea green and the third is kind of a linen-colored tan. But that begged the following question, as did the increasing temperatures (seems silly to say that as it's freezing yet again today) --
how the heck was I going to wear them?
After all, despite the fit and the look (I have a black blazer I can wear with them, plus I just got a smaller-sized black blazer so I can wear them for a while), I need to have a good shoe look.
I have black boots that come up to my knees. They're all well and good for a day like today, and they're okay for my green tweed suit, as that skirt is mid-calf length. But shorter skirts call for shorter shoes.
Now, I have the shoes, and they look fine, not scuffed, and are comfortable enough for walking around the city if I have to trot from interview to interview. But here's the problem -- I needed hose.
And then I remembered -- ha! -- I have a huge reserve of pantyhose. Way back, um, three (four?) jobs ago, I had to wear a suit almost every day, so I bought pantyhose pretty much by the case. But they were a Queen Plus. Would they fit?
Not to worry, gentle reader. My sample pair fit just fine. And I was thinking, hey wait a second -- my legs aren't bad.
Must be all of those calf raises I've been doing. Or the squats. Oof. But something's working. Sure they've still got some chunk to them. After all, I'm still over 280 lbs. and some of that weight is going to be living in my thighs for a while. But for a skirt that hits just below the knee, you can't see that.
Hey, whoa. It's really happening. Once the thighs firm up, I bet the ZZ Top song, "Legs" will be my blog choice. But that'll be a while from now.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
I went to visit a recruiter today. And while they were very enthusiastic, you just never know about these things. It all sounds good until it comes time to actually get anything accomplished. Hence I am cautiously optimistic but also being realistic about it.
One thing I did notice was that I could get the skirt for the suit on without unzipping it. Hence once I lose another 1/2 - 1" or so around the hips, it will be impossible to wear that suit as it would just fall right off me. It does not have belt loops. A pity, as it's a nice suit. But someone else will get some good use out of it, I am sure. I don't want to alter any of the fat clothes. I just want them gone. Forever.
The song is because, unfortunately, amidst the rain and the running from one recruiter to another (I met three guys today), I lost my Charlie Card! That's the MBTA fare card and I had some pretty serious $$ on it. But what can you do? I retraced my steps and have checked every possible place. Annoying of course because of the money situation, but I can't rewind time this way. I've ordered another one.
The song is what the term "Charlie Card" is based on. Enjoy The Kingston Trio.
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Yesterday I spent a couple of hours at a job fair at Fenway Park. It went okay. I made some contacts and tomorrow I'll meet with a recruiter I met from there. Plus I also learned of another upcoming job fair (this one will just be with my original #1 choice) and got some nifty swag, including a USB drive key chain.
And, I walked! Man, did I walk. I didn't sit down at all. But I'm only counting it as an hour of walking because, well, there were times when I was standing around, plus I was also not going too fast. This walking also includes getting to/from not only the bus and the trolley but also having to go all the way around Fenway as Kenmore Square (where the bus lets you off) is the diagonally opposite side to the entrance I had to go into. This was the entrance, if you've ever seen pics of Fenway, where there's a bronze statue of Ted Williams.
This morning my legs feel just fine but my left bicep is bothering me a little. It's no great secret as to why -- my briefcase got pretty heavy at the end there. Everyone seems to want to give out mints. I tossed the mints but kept the cases, some of which were pretty nice.
And -- the song -- it's actually not about the job fair at all. Rather, it's because last Friday I saw my buddy the fishmonger again. And, get this -- I had not been there for about three weeks, between Cape Cod and everything else that was happening -- so he told me it was very nice to see me again. This made me blush and I returned the greeting. The dude even remembered what I'd bought before and was about to start wrapping it up when I told him I wanted mahi-mahi instead (it was tasty but messy because it had been prefrozen).
Now, it's all very small and such encounters are normally something we might smile about if we think of them at all -- and the chances of even thinking about them are pretty tiny -- but I swear the guy is flirting with me. And it's kinda fun, particularly as I suspect the fish dude is a lot younger than I am. Of course this is no threat to my husband whatsoever, but it's kinda neat and silly and pleasant to be smiled at and remembered, even for buying trout, by a guy I don't really know, particularly a younger one.
Is the fish guy in love with me? Nah, it's doubtful, but it's fun to pretend. Just for the halibut. ;)
Monday, June 02, 2008
I'm going to Fenway Park!
It's for a Job Fair but at least I am going. And, I'll be in a forest green pantsuit, size 24. It didn't fit me a few months ago.
Maybe they'll let me take BP. Hmmm ....
Hey, Big Papi! Need a Data Analyst?
Sunday, June 01, 2008
And boy do I feel dizzy. After three calls to Comcast, a call and then a visit (for $159!) from Geek Squad, a call to Dell and agita for three days, the PC is finally fixed.
And what kills me is that it wasn't even broken. It was just a function of the cable modem being turned on and off, so not only did the IP have to be reconfigured it actually had to be released and reset. Which was something that could have been done over the phone -- it's not like I'm scared to go into the command prompt or anything -- but no one figured out to do that until today when the cable guy was actually here.
So -- the network cards on both PCs are fine. The cable modem is fine. The Ethernet link to the cable modem is fine. Comcast is fine. Dell is fine. The entire world is fine, but I am out some bucks that, since I'm not working, I'd rather I hadn't had to have spent, because the technicians I talked to were certainly imaginative, just not imaginative in the right way.
Feh, I say, feh on toast!
The upside of course is that it's all better and should be fine for now and perhaps forever or until the creek rises and the aliens land, or whatever. Plenty to do in order to get back in the swing of things, particularly when it comes to my job search.
I've got a lot to do.
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