Friday, June 13, 2008
I'm close to my ticker goal of 60 lbs. off, so that led me to think about the 1960s. Georgy Girl is a pretty neat movie, and one of the interesting parts of it is that, hey, Lynn Redgrave isn't perfect. It was probably pretty courageous in terms of her career for her to play unglamorous.
And it also reminded me of the song, which is quoted in the title to this entry. I haven't worn anything funky in a long time. Nothing really artistic or out there. I've just been in suits (for job interviews) or tees and jeans or more recently tank tops and shorts because of the heat.
Well, the heat has broken, and I fit into a nice pair of khaki capris with little side ties. I recall the last time I wore them in public, I was terrified that if I bent the wrong way, they'd split. Not any more. As for the top, it's actually a top that my mother bought for herself. It's one of those kimono-style things. I'd never buy it for myself, as I've found that when you go with something too trendy you can end up hating it the minute it goes out of style. Not to say that it's even really in style any more, but I figure, heck, it's close enough.
All signs point to us going out for Indian food tonight, and then food shopping. Not too many places to show my semi-trendy finery to, but so be it. I intend to look light and airy and fresh. I still have a good 140 to go, but that doesn't mean I can't have fun in the meantime.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
I love this song but can't find a good recording of it that isn't a thousand minutes long. Or at least it seems that way. No matter.
It seems that yesterday's faux pas was pretty minor in the grand scheme of things. I got a reply to my thank you note, and either the interviewer didn't notice (entirely possible, as she was kinda scattered yesterday) or was too polite to say anything. In any event, she said she hoped they chose me, too.
So I guess all is well. I'll be there on Monday for the second round of interviews. It's supposed to rain, and I'm nuts. I'm not just going to the interview. I'm also meeting with two separate recruiters.
In a way, it makes sense for me, as all of that stuff is in Boston and right now I need to save the trips a bit as the back and forth wears me out. Of course having three things in a day is pretty wearing, too, but what can ya do?
So I've gone from a dead end to being incredibly busy with possibilities. On the way, I'm calling all sorts of recruiters, mainly to tie up loose ends on openings where I haven't heard anything. While I recognize that things are not yet at the winding down stage, if I get this one, I will most likely take it, and if I get the one that I'm up for with one of the recruiters I'm meeting with on Monday, I'll probably take that one, and the same is true of the one with the other recruiter I'm seeing on Monday, in that order of preference. Things are very much alive, and I'm thrilled that it's looking a lot like the things that I really wanted -- good public transportation commute, interesting work, decent pay, nice people to work with -- are all very possible.
I have no idea if I'll post an entry Monday as I'll probably be wiped no matter what happens. And, I wouldn't really know anything by then anyway. Right now the possibilities seem endless, stretching out on a seemingly infinite road.
Something will happen next week. With any luck, it'll be something good.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
For the past couple of days, I've been going nonstop. I had a job fair yesterday but in the morning I met with a recruiter and then got myself to the fair. And it was awful weather, over 95 degrees and just horrid and it was not easy to find the place.
It was a good job fair although I didn't send my resume to too many places. They had someone reviewing resumes and offering suggestions and the two suggestions for me were really minor ones.
But when I got home, I was dead on my feet and overheated and then this morning I got up and went to an interview.
The interview was fine and they liked me and want to bring me back for a second round of interviews. But -- stupid me -- I misspelled the name of the company in my thank you notes.
Now, it's a foreign company so I have little doubt that they've seen this before. Plus, the interviewer was rather disorganized so I suspect she understands such things. But, man! How dumb! And the bottom line is, this is a data analyst job, so accuracy and attention to detail are the things I'm selling.
Argh, I hope this error did not blow it for me. I'm pretty angry with myself right now. Not turning to food, no (actually, I just need a nap), but disappointed and not happy at this. I haven't had a major faux pas in this job search process until now, and this is an important place.
Monday, June 09, 2008
It's a frustrating day. Or, rather, a frustrating week. I lost .2 lbs. Now, yeah, I lost. But it was miniscule, in particular as compared to other weeks, plus I had inch gains for most of the 8 measurements I take every week. And I know why -- I'm dehydrated because of the heat and while we are walking at night it's not very fast so there isn't a good enough caloric deficit being established. But going faster or longer is totally not an option, as I already come home red-faced and hot. I don't want to add heatstroke to the fun.
But it's not just the weight, which is really a very tiny part of it. It's that things are coming to a head with the job search. I have, officially, been looking since March 26, which is when I heard that my assignment was ending. I have not dawdled and I have been proactive. I'm not a passive candidate -- I call recruiters all the time, I actively go after jobs, I go to job fairs, I'm constantly working on my tailored resumes, my cover letter keeps improving, I always send thank-you notes, I establish good rapport in the interviews I do get and I actually work in an industry and an area where there are or at least should be openings.
So it's frustrating and annoying, and I'm finding that it's harder and harder to be upbeat for it. Perhaps it's the heat talking but I'm just tired of it all. I want it to be over and done with, and I recognize that that's a very bad attitude and I have to kick that, and right now I don't feel like I've got the energy to do that.
I've had a lot of cheeriness for the past four or so months, and that's been great, and I know it'll come back (heck, I was pretty cheerful yesterday). It may even come back tomorrow, but today feels just ... bad.
There was bound to be a day like this, and here it is. It'll pass, of course.
In the meantime, sometimes you've just gotta rant. Today was a good day to rant. Venting is, ultimately, a very good thing indeed.
Sunday, June 08, 2008
Well, they may not be singing much. It is HOT.
But it's nice, everything isn't wilted yet which tends to happen after a few days of 90s. I'll see if I've changed my mind tomorrow but right now everything looks and feels lovely. My husband is putting air conditioners in the windows and my shorts are loose.
And, I'm coming up on 60 off. Will I make it this week? I get the feeling that the answer will be no, but we'll see. Even so, as long as I make it before the end of the month (22 days from now, so plenty of time to lose 4 or so lbs.), I will have made my ticker -- and in half a year. As in, I'd be on a pace to lose ....
Well, I don't want to say it. Might jinx it, you know. Put the voodoo on it, the kibosh, the evil eye and all of that. So I say (in Yiddish), kinehura (which means, keep away the evil eye) and we'll see where the chips fall.
In the meantime, enjoy this blatantly lip-synched performance by Daniel Boone, of a song they play at every Sunday Red Sox game.
And stay hydrated in the heat!
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