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Seems like every year this time, when the weather gets warm, I get that itch in my pants. I dig out the Beach Boys cds, dust off the golf clubs, and mope.

See, it doesn't truly get Sping like here for another couple weeks, but the sun is out now, and it's warming up. It's all a tease, see? Damn New England weather.

Anyway, Sara and I went for a walk today, try and blow the cobwebs out of my mind. Helped a bit, actually. So many things about my life are changing right now, some in good ways, some in bad ways, some in just...ways. Tough to explain, but I'm glad I've got Sara to work it through with me.

I hope the weather stays good, supposed to be sixty+ next weekend, which would be really, really nice. I can't wait to get out on the course again. I haven't played golf in ages, but I have GOT to find a way to exercise that I enjoy, and I enjoy golf. If lugging the clubs around helps me get rid of this freakin tire I've got around my mid-section, then I'm all for it. I've put on so much weight since graduating high school...but then, I'm not in marching band anymore either. I'd love to drop a few pounds before going on the reunion tour in April.

Anyway, I'm just finishing up a review packet for my World HIstory kids, and I'm off to spend more time with my loverly wife. Just thought I'd swing by with a drive by post. Later all.

Current Mood: indescribable
Current Music: oh god...how did Gypsies Tramps and Thevies get on my playli

My God, it’s been a long while.

School goes well, actually. My discipline issues are fading with time, which is a positive sign. For the most part I like my students. There are a few, but then, there always are.

As Sara mentioned a bit back, there is an opening for an American History teacher at Lebanon High School for next fall. I’m hoping and praying that I’ll have a good shot at it.

Overall, I am happier, I’ve discovered. Days seem brighter, and I don’t feel quite as drained at the end of the day. Yeah, I’m tired, sometimes extremely tired, but it’s a <I>good</I> kind of tired, ya know? I feel accomplished, and like I’m actually DOING something with my life. Not so worthless…

Couple of fun stories. Last weekend, we here in the US of A, we changed our clocks on Saturday night. We moved them forward, so if you forgot to change them, well, you’d be late. So Sunday morning, Sara and I hustle off to church, and when we get there, the ushers meet me at the door with: “Oh, good, you’re here. The Ministers aren’t here yet, and you might have to pinch hit.” And the Chairwoman of the Pastor Parish Relations committee comes over and says: “Will you lead us in a hymn sing?”

So, I lead church on Sunday. At about a quarter of 10, the door opens and in walk the ministers, and I give them a hearty “Good morning!” that makes everyone turn and look, and poor Pastor Lori is still oblivious, she looks around and says “No wonder we couldn’t find a parking space!” They didn’t even realize the clocks had changed. Granted, we did it early this year, thanks to some damnfool act of Congress, but still, it was funny.

And today, I met Senator John McCain. He was in town for a campaign event, and I got to shake his hand and everything. I’m the Co-Chair of his campaign for West Lebanon, which makes me something of a mucky-muck. Exciting stuff.

And I’m watching my March Madness bracket fall apart. Louisville was my Cinderella to get to the Final Four this year, and they lost today. Georgetown has pulled it even with BC, but they were losing. That would have been very bad, I have them in the national title game. Fortunately, I don’t have any money on it this year.

Anyway, that’s what’s going on in Gov-Land lately. DTR is coming along very nicely, and the next chapter is getting very close to being finished, and actually, the story it self is actually very close to being finished, so that’s a little bittersweet. I’ve poured more than two years into it, and it’s hard to believe it’s almost over.

Anyway, I’ve taken up enough space on your friends page for now. I’ll try to update more often. Later all!

Current Location: in front of the TV
Current Music: BC v. Georgetown

Let’s see. My first week went okay. There were a few bumps in the road here and there.

I’m feeling lazy, so I’ll make a list.

My seventh period class is the class from hell. They’re little froshies, feeling their high school oats for the first time. You’d think it would be out of their system by now, but I’m guessing that the week of substitutes between when Mrs. L went out and I came in, they got used to pretty much having things the way they wanted. They don’t like this “new sherrif in town” bit at all, and they’re digging their heels in. Fortunetely, I have the support of the Assistant Principal, and he says just keep tossing them out to his office until they get a clue.
I have two periods of “Basic” Geography, which in essanace is Geography for struggling readers. All well and good, yes. They’re small classes, so I get to do a lot of one on one. However, when they said struggling readers, I didn’t realize they also meant, by the way, one of the students in your first period class doesn’t speak much English. Period. So the first two days I lectured, slowly, and highlighted material on the board, and generally used good strategies for reading problem folks, poor A didn’t understand a word. He’s from Russia, you see. I had to find this one out on my own. Thanks, Administration. Glad you had my back on that one.
My world history kids are AWESOME. They’re 11^th Graders, and they all desire to be college bound. (It’s an upper level class). We’re going to have a lot of fun. I’m putting together a really cool assignment for them for this coming week’s block days.
Yeah, that’s the other thing. They have a modified block at LHS, which, if you ask me, is kinda stupid. Either go Block or go home (haha). I see everybody Monday, Tuesday and Friday. On Wednesday, I see Period 1, 2,4 and 6. Period 1 is a short period, the rest are long. On Thursday, I see Period 1 again, 3,5,7. The blocks are too long, for starters. And I hate not having people every day. It makes it hard to hold continuity.
The commute is rough, especially by Friday morning, when the early euphoria of having a job wore off. Friday was rough because it was snowing in the mountains between here and Laconia, and was a little slick. Tired+Slick Roads=BAD. I had to take five in a gas station parking lot just to recharge the batteries a little.
This is my last full weekend at the theater until summertime, probably. I’m so very excited. We’re having friends up next weekend for the first time in…well…forever. I feel like Pinocchio. “I’m a real boy now!”
My books came in for my grad program. And the bill. Fortunately, financial aid came in too. It’s loans, but it’ll have to do for now.
I promised Kit some Beth/AJ drabble. Not sure I’m going to get there this weekend Kit, sorry.

I think that’s it. Sara is off having a sleep-over with our now 12 year old neice, doing the SUPER-UBER-COOL-AWESOME Auntie Sara routine and watching tennybopper movies like High School Musical and Newsies. So I'm here alone...*sigh*. Have a good weekend everyone!

Current Mood: tired
Current Location: home, alone

I got in early this morning. Early like woah...I was the first freaking car in the staff lot. Tomorrow, I guess I don't need to get up right at four am, but I was pretty much too keyed up to sleep.

1st Period, Basic Geography is okay, small group, mainly comatose, so i don't a have too many problems to deal with. Second period is a Study Hall. Quiet study, it's like a prep period where I can't leave the room. Third Period is the first of my two world history groups, and they're good kids. Fourth period is my second Basic Geo. They're a little rowdier, but we'll get along okay. Fifth period is my prep, and lunch, six is my other World History, and Seventh is my Class from Hell. It's Regular Geography, and Ive got about 25 kids who want to be anywhere but at school. You'll be hearing from this group a lot, methinks.

Anyway, I've got a TON of work to do, so this is short. katieay, I was going to use your Icon, but LJ ate it. *follows aggiebell90's example and sporks LJ*.

My wife totally rocks. She made me steak for dinner, AND a cake.

The next chapter of DTR is off to the beta (It went to the prebeta before all heck broke lose in my life, and is now finally getting around to the beta)

And did I mention my fablously fantastic wife bought me an X-box as a Valentine's Day/OMG you got a teaching job present? :D:D:D:D:D:D Too bad I'm too busy to use it.

And kit_the_brave, I blame you, because a Beth/AJ plotbunny was gnawing on my ankles last night as I was trying to sleep. ;-) 'S all good. I might even write it this weekned, if the opportunity comes up

Later y'all, I'm off to write overheads.

Well, it seems almost anti-climactic at this point.

I start Monday at Laconia High School.

Two tidbits of Job news for you.

1. I have an interview at Plymouth High School on 3 May. They called me, before I even got a chance to call to confirm my resume had arrived. Promising sign.

2. I bit the bullet and accepted the promotion at Sears, after much heming and hawing. I go live as Receiving Manager on the 23rd. I'm excited, nervous and anxious all at the same time. I'm going to be in charge of people who have been at the store a lot longer than me, as well as older than me. And the department is in a shambles. It's like I've been made manager of the Kansas City Royals and tasked with making them a World Series Team. So wish me lots of luck.

Off to go to manager training!

…somebody goofed. It snowed here today. Not, much, I’ll grant you, but snow nonetheless, and there are actually several inches…INCHES…in the forecast for tonight. Where did Spring go?

My life has been a mess of confusion lately.

Job Situation #1: Salem has reposted the vacancy I applied for. Now, I was told this was going to happen, so that in itself didn’t mean anything. I spoke with the Humanities Director, who said, and I’m quoting roughly “We have one candidate from the first batch we’re interesting in moving on with, and the rest are going back into the pool and as we get new people we’ll be setting up second interviews for some people when the time comes.” And THAT delightful piece of bureaucratic double-talk was in response to the questions “So when will I hear something definite?” Tell me, did he answer my question? Didn’t think so. Sara has taken to calling this particular administrator, “Mr. Poopypants” for his inability/unwillingness to communicate clearly. Personally, knowing him as I do, I’m leaning towards inability. It seems to me he’s probably thinking he IS being helpful, rather than deliberately obtuse. So, we’re in a wait and see mode. I’m also trying to figure out what I can find out “unofficially” through my contacts in the district so I can find out WTF is going on down there.
I wish I knew what was going on, really, because if I’m not going to get the job, I want to call up or visit one of the teachers who was on the interview committee and find out what I did wrong, or how I can get better at interviewing. He’s an old friend and I really think he could help. But I don’t want to contact him while I’m still pending, you know?

Job Situation #2: The Woodsville High School interview went well. I like the people in the department I’d be working with (all two of them). They’re both young, and excited. The school itself is much smaller than I anticipated (total enrolment: 300 students). But I think I could like it there. Even if a part of me feels like I’m being exiled to the back of the beyond because I’m not good enough for the big leagues yet. (Sorry, kid, you’re being sent down.) They told me they expect to hire in mid-April, so THEY at least gave me a time frame.

Job Situation #3: My boss at Sears told me they’ve got a Lead position opening up at the end of April, and he wants me to go for it. Half of me wants to laugh in his face, half of me is slightly intrigued. Half of me says, I didn’t waste four years of American History and Education studies to be the Receiving Manager at the West Lebanon Sears. The other half wonders if God’s trying to open a window for me, or something. I just don’t know.

In other news, the Sox opened the season with a win for the first time in like…forever. I’ve been missing my favourite baseball buddy, Doc Merchant. I should give him a buzz, or something.

Timothy Zahn’s new book, “Outbound Flight” is out in stores. I’ve already finished it, it was very good. I hesitate to say spectacular, but definitely very good.

kadath, you need to read it, it gives some very good background on our favourite Grand Admiral.

jedione you will enjoy it also, if you’re reading this.

I’ve purchase the complete three volume set of “Lee’s Lieutenant’s” by Douglas Southall Freeman. Finding them fascinating. Yeah, I’m that much a history nerd.

That’s about it, I guess. My frustration level with the Salem School District is high, but I’m trying not to lose hope. Really, really, trying.

Current Mood: anxious
Current Music: Who Says You Can't Go Home?

I'm not sure where to begin.

My interview today went okay, I guess. I feel like I didn't throw the haymaker, I wish I could have a couple questions again. I badly fumbled at least one answer by getting totally tounge tied.

But I do know that I was one of only six people called back for the interview. And with the death of Bobby Rhoades, I have a two in six chance of getting a job. Adam Pagliluro, the Humanaties Director, told me that maybe I'd hear something next week. So...*crosses fingers*

My parents also finally ordered my college graduation present. My new laptop should be here in a couple weeks. HORAY! Now I can stop stealing Sara's.

Speaking of Sara, she got her grades today for last term, and she did great, so be sure to drop on over to her lj. (

arasnaem) And tell her how awesome she is.

On the bad side, there was a minor change in the New England Patriots roster that I'm kinda upset about, but I'll get over it.

So...overall, it was a good day. But I'm really anxious about this job now.

Current Mood: anxious

SHS called me back for a second interview! I'm so excited! Seriously, there were like 80 people at this job fair for 8 positions. I am so psyched I at least made the first cut! This is really, and truly, my dream job. I go back down a week from today!

*crossing all my fingers!*

Strange, isn't it? I had an awful morning with 8th graders today, and yet, I'm happy.

Perhaps it's because I'm re-reading R.F. Delderfields "To Serve Them All My Days", which is the book that made me decide I wanted to be a teacher, oh-so-many years ago. Like when I was 12. I can pick it up, and even though the last time I read it was 12 years ago, I can remember exact passages of diologe, as I laugh and cry my way through P.J's journey at Bamfylde, his love for his teaching and his family, and recall his joy, sadness and hope that I one day wanted to claim as my own. This book, even with all it's beloved Britishness, should be required reading for every incoming teacher. If it fails to move them, they should be scrubbed. This is "Goodbye, Mr. Chips" writ large, more so, for it's scope sweeps over the generations.

Or it could be that the weather had turned a bit warm today. The sky isn't even all that blue, but it's warmer than usual. Oh, I'm an old New Englander enough to know it won't last, not on 15 Feburary, when we've been known to have blizards in April, but it's a preview, if you will. A note that winter can't last for ever, and that spring will come, in all its glory. Its the kind of Febuary day when you look at the calander, and realize...hmm...Spring Training can't be all that far off, now, can it? It's the kind of day I would have gone to Doc Merchant's office, and said, "Gee Doc, how do the Braves look this year? What did you think of the Sox signing Coco Crisp?" And that brings with it all the hope and enjoyment of the potential of a new baseball season, when the boys of summer play long into the lazy evenings, and you can listen on the radio, and sip your lemonade and swing gently on the front porch.

Perhaps it's the warmth reminding me that no, winter can't last forever, and not only the winter outside, but the cold, cruel winter that I've been suffering in my soul. The uncertaintly of my employment, the frustrations of subsituting, and scraping along in retail. The knowlege that job openings are starting to appear, again, like flowers after a long, barren winter. I've applied to one already. There's one in my home town, that I would DEARLY love to try for. I may, even if I can't take it, since Salem is near an hour and a half from here. They'll be more to come, I'm sure. Hope is returning, and the knowlege that this could all be over. That next fall, I could be standing at the blackboard, like P.J. at Bamfylde, teaching history in doggeral (divorced, beheaded, died...), and relating juicy stories about our forebears to try and keep the layabouts awake.

It's not spring yet, but it's coming. And the true gift of false spring is hope.

Current Mood: Hopefully, Finally.

I've found there's just something extemely comfortable about high schools. Maybe it's just me, but as I walk the hallways and over hear the various conversations about who's dating who, and who's going to the game tomorrow night, etc, etc, it just seems to me to be a steady place in an ever changing world. Nothing ever changes in high schools. The problems are the same as they were when I was there, even if the people are differant. Nothing ever really changes.

Maybe I'm just weird, but I love high schools.

Well, the Praxis test this morning was a bit rocky. The sections on Econ, Sociology, Psych, and Anthropology kind of tripped me up. Here's hoping I did well enough in the history sections to make up for that.

And my Beloved Blue Devils continued their long tradition of impotenance against the Pinkerton Acadamy Astros today, losing 7-0 in the NH Division One Superbowl. Salem's record all time against Pinkerton is now 3-18. (A dismal .143 percentage)
*large sigh*

For a day that got of to such a rocky begining, it ended on a relative high note. Hugs go out to

dancinginmagic for cheering me up when I got home from the game. After I sought out food, as I was ordered too, my better half showed up here to give me a back rub and snuggles. I love my Sara! After that, we went out to dinner with our friend Erin, who needed a night out after her own lousy day working at Sprawlmart.

Bedtime. Night all.

Okay. I'm off to take my Praxis Test. *chews fingernails nervously* Really worried about this.

When it's over, I drive directly to Pinkerton to cover the football game. I don't think there's room for us in the press box, since there's more than one TV crew coming. This is bad, because it means we'll be broadcasting from the stands. And it's cold. Like, late November cold (after being unseasonably warm for most of the month).
I'm bringing my long johns to my Praxis test and I'm going to change into them before I leave.

Go Blue Devils!

Well, I finally got a sub gig today. I was in phys ed class.

Umm...yeah, cuz I can teach phys ed. Oh well. The coach teaching the class only left one worksheet, which was optional. And the gym was closed to set up something that was going on this evening at the school. So I three periods of gym students who had nothing better to do than twiddle their thumbs. *THAT* was the bad part.

Does the phrase *hell on wheels* mean anything to you?

Anyway, it's over

Tomorrow I get to sub for one of my all time favorite English teachers at the old stomping grounds. Jack Brouse! woot! Which also means, I get to work with one of my all time favorite history teachers during the period that they team teach together. Double woot! I can't wait.

Saturday, I have to take the Praxis II in social studies. I'm getting kind of nervous about it, actually. It's been a while since I had Econ, and I haven't kept current. It's been a while since Sociology too, oh wait, I never took sociology. *Nervously chews fingernails*

Saturday is also the NH Div I football Superbowl, between Salem and Pinkerton. 1pm Pinkerton. Be there. I'll be in the booth, with the call.

And it's a big rivalry day in College Football, what with the Big Game, the OSU/Michigan Game, the Land Grant Trophy Game between PSU and Michigan State...while ND gets to beat up on hapless Syracuse.

Anywhoo, that's all for now.

Finished watching House and caught part of the 10 O'clock news.

There's been a school shooting in Tennesse. An assistant principal is dead, another is in critcal condition, and the building principal is in serious condition, at least according to reports on the AP wire.

The suspect is, according to the TV news, a 14 or 15 year old high school frosh, who was called into the office to answer questions about rumors that he was carrying a gun on school property. He opened fire with a .22

The suspect is in police custody.

My God, why? What is the problem with our nations children? Where have we gone wrong? How have we failed these kids? It just breaks my heart. Every year, so much potential is wasted. It doesn't even have to be a school shooting. Drugs, petty crime, gang related issues. Our nations young people are entering the wrong side of the criminal justice system at an alarming rate. How do we turn it around?

And, speaking as a high school teacher, not get killed in the process?

Deus Misereatur

Current Mood: shocked and appaled

It's been a while since I've updated about anything besides my new website and NaNoWriMo...oh, there was that post about HP questions, and all of them have since been answered.

Life goes on, I suppose. I'm still subbing. Day in, day out, I have no idea where, who, or what subject I'll be. Monday, I taught sixth grade math. I made a mistake while subtracting, and I'm fairly sure there were 25 sixth graders laughing at me behind my back. Okay, so they weren't doing out loud, but still. Math was never my strong suit, and I was pretty much ad libbing in a subject I never cared for. Still, I was beet red.

Today I was a computer teacher. That was easy, I sat around while the kids did their computer things, and worked on NaNo. Tomorrow, I'm giving a history test. Friday? Who the hell knows?

My kingdom for the slightest peice of permanance. I NEED A JOB!

There's that Christmas wish meme going around, and I'm probably going to do it eventually, but number one, numero uno Christmas list? A HISTORY TEACHING POSITION.

And of course, the whole time change thing is throwing me off, although it's probably in a good way. I've discovered through the years that I'm a very sunshine oreiented person. If it's up, I'm up. When it's not up, I feel like sleeping. It means I find it very easy to get up in the morning, but I'm finding it really difficult to stay up much past 10 these days. Not that I should be anyway, but I'm really starting to feel tired much earlier in the day. Like now. It's six thirty. I could go to bed now.

On the plus side, the subbing thing gives me lots of time to Novelize for NaNo. And also I'm reading an incredibly facsinating book on the construction of the Panama Canal. The Path Between the Seas, by David McCullough. HIGHLY reccomended. I want to go see the Culbera Cut (Gailliard Cut) now. Unfortunetly, Panama vacations are really expensive. Trust me, I looked.

There are 50 some odd days until wedded bliss. Crunch time! With a little bit of luck, it won't fall apart, and we'll both still love each other when it's over. Okay...*WE'LL* still love each other. The chances of our families getting through this without killing each other is getting smaller...can't wait to get to the Bahamas the Monday after Christmas.

Oh, what the heck, I'll do the Christmas meme now. I've got nothing better to do. I just feel like a heel doing it, because I've searched and searched through my f-list, and I couldn't find anything for me to do for anyone else. I feel guilty posting it knowing that I can't find anything to do for someone else.

( Christmas Wish Meme )

See, now I feel like a complete stodge because someone will probably find something the can help me with, and I've not been able to find a single thing to do for someone! Somebody go do this meme and list something I can help you with, so I don't feel so bad!

Current Mood: tired
Current Music: It could've been me-Billy Ray Cyrus

That's right folks, in exactly four months, Sara and I will become Mr. and Mrs. Campbell. I can't wait! :)

Okay, a moderate amount to talk about.

Sara's Car: Apparently, the mechanic has finally decided what's wrong. The problem is, he's not sure how much it's going to cost us to get the car back, seeing as he's been working on it for a week. He did say, though, that he can't see justfying some of that time, since he didn't know what the hell was wrong. Both fuel pumps are gone, apparently, for those wondering what *was* wrong.

Wedding: Four months to go! That's the good news. The iffy news is we don't have a photographer, still. The worse news is some our bills are going to start coming due soon, which brings us to...

Job: Something I still don't have. I'm applying today for a position teaching community college classes. The ad says they want someone who has a Masters, but it can't hurt to apply. Right? And, it's not like I'd been incapable of teaching a community college class on the Civil War...please, don't make me laugh.

Other intersting notes: I was suprised by the mixed reaction to the latest chapter of DTR over at PS. I mean, I suppose I knew that some people don't like having song lyrics in stories, but doesn't it add something? I mean, don't you read a story and imagine the soundtrack? Maybe they would have prefered to think of their own song, but I thought the one I used was perfect. Well, to each their own, I suppose.

I'm still plinking at that Semi-autobiographical work, Summer in MacPherson's Valley. Sara had a look at it the other day for the first time, and thinks I should drop everything and finish it, because she sees it as publishable, and pictured it on somebody's AP Lit reading list someday. I think she's biased. ;-) Then again, who knows?

Work was a rough day today. We were aerating the greens, and I got stuck using the walkbehind aerator. I must have walked 10 miles today. My feet are killing me. But I did put in a nine hour day.

More required pre-marital counselling tonight for Sara and I. Tonight we're going over the answers to the quiz we took last time. Should be an interesitng evening...

All right. Gotta get this applicaiton in the mail. Later all.

Current Mood: exhausted
Current Music: Only In America

Still no job, but I've decided I'm doing everything I can to get one, and I just have to trust the good Lord to do the rest. That, and asking my former Middle School pricipal/High school principal/district superintendant to put in a good word for me in a couple places can't hurt either.

Sara's car is still a mystery. This guy has spend 50+ years working on Benzs...he still can't figure out what's wrong. THis is a problem. We're starting to look at backup options.

I've worked at the golf course for 10 years now, and today was the first time I've ever been hit with a golf ball. Ricocheted right of the steel toe of my boot. Thank the Lord for small favors. Tomorrow, I might actually get to mow fairways, something I've always wanted to do. It helps that I'm like the last person from the summer crew to leave. Probably going to quit around Labor day weekend.

I've decided that if I don't get a job, I'm going to put my name in and subsitute teach in every district within driving distance. It's a good resume builder, and it gets me out of the golf course before the weather goes bad.

I'm getting positive responses to Defining the Relationship over at PS. My beta, Arnel, says that the next chapter coming out is possibly my best yet. I can't wait to see the reviews. It should be up tommorow sometime, so go have a peak if you get a chance.

Patriots on TV again tonight. They're looking solid so far, and we've got high hopes for the season. Sox are looking iffy all of a sudden. I'm concened that the pitching will fall apart down the stretch. I don't care if we don't win the Series again, just please stay ahead of those damnyankees.

Anywhoo, I'm feeling better.

Current Mood: relaxed
Current Music: Fouth of July-Shooter Jennings

It's raining.

I am dry now. I was not previously.

Had to work this morning, in the rain. Not terribly fun.

But enough about that.

I'm now the proud owner of a used lazyboy, which, of course, I will have to fight my fiancee for the right to sit in during football season.

Wedding bands are in, and they're gorgous. I've picked out tuxes for my side of the bridal party. We're doing tails and white gloves. Nice and classy.

My Kingmaker game arrived, I'm very excited about it. Now I just have to teach Sara to play.

Oh yeah...still no job.

Okay, I was worried before, and now, I've moved onto minor panic. Give me another 5 days, and I'll be into full blown panic. It's August. I don't have a job. We're broke. Sara's car has been in the shop for days and we still don't know what's wrong with it. We have wedding expenses yet to cover, and as of September 1, Sara's gotta pay utilities, food and rent.

Oh, and I called to confirm that my application arrived at one of the places advertising for a social studies teacher. The position has been filled.

Trying not to scream. Trying not to scream.

Hoping for a window to open, wishing my blessings didn't always come in disguise.

Current Mood: worried

Life is motoring along smoothly, at least on the Wedding Front. Invitation ordering is on the agenda for this afternoon, for anyone keeping score at home.

However, the Job Front is not going as well. The Front is bogged down and is now bearing more of a resemblance to the Battle of the Marne than anything else. While expecting it to be Blitzkrieg might have been overly optimistic, I'm still dissapointed in how things are going. I never heard a word from half the places I tried to apply to online, and I've been rejected everywhere else, and nothing new has popped up in my target area yet. Paitence I know, is a virtue, but I'm starting to get to the point where I'm going to be loosing sleep over this.

I mean, I don't even know what I'd do if I didn't get a job. I suppose I could keep working at the golf course until November closing, but that doesn't pay out quite the way I had in mind. 8.67 an hour is not exactly a living wage for those confronting marrige. Substitute teaching is also a posibilty, but it's a little more hit or miss than I would prefer. I'm really at a loss here. And yes, yes, I'm quite familiar with the concept of closing doors and opening windows, and I do beleive that, but sometimes it's hard not to get worried. I mean, one of the reasons I got the teaching certificate was so that I'd be immediatly employable. So far, not employed. I'm not even sure if I have any marketable skills beyond teaching. Somebody suggested trying my hand at journalism, and its got it's attractions, I suppose, but I'm not sure where, or how to go about getting into that feild.

tante_in_hp suggested writing professionally, and while certainly attractive, I need to put some money in the bank before the length of time it would take to churn out something worth publishing professionally. For now, I guess it's just back to cruising websites and making phone calls for openings, and hoping for the best.

Speaking of hoping for the best, I hope everybody's battened down the hatches on the Gulf Coast, especially you

kermi3. Hope this isn't a harbinger of another nasty hurricane season.

Current Mood: anxious
Current Music: Only in America

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