Saturday, February 23, 2008
So I've got a job interview on Thursday, and I'm more than a wee bit nervous. I haven't had to doll myself up for anything job-related in almost two years. I haven't had to interview anywhere in close to four years. I feel very out-of-practice. Will the interviewers have a problem with my nose ring? Very possible. Ugh. And there's the small issue of my hair. Have I mentioned that I have a mullet right now? An accidental and extremely unattractive mullet I have, yes I do. I've been hiding it under hats and doo-rags and other accessories, but I can't wear those to the interview. I will have to rock the mullet proudly on Thursday, and I'm not sure if I can carry it off...
This is a good job... an interesting job, a job within walking distance of both our home and the day care center that just happens to have an immediate opening. And while I certainly don't plan to fuck up the interview on purpose, there's a small part of me that hopes I *do* blow it because the thought of "leaving" Piper is so devastating to me. We could use the money. I could use some productive, adult time on a regular basis and Piper could use some time away from me. But I'm freaked out by how quickly this is all happening...
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Wednesday, February 20, 2008
I have been feeling pretty blue this month, hence the lack of posts. A spot of seasonal affective disorder, perhaps? Not sure... but I'm ready to move on and be happy again. Maybe today will be the day?
Part of the problem, I think, stems from the fact that I am now actively looking for work... after 18 months of being at home with Piper. Every single day, I vacillate between feelings of, "I need a job ASAP! I need to get out of the house and interact with adults!" and "I can't go back to work now... this is my only chance to be with Piper like this and I want it to last forever!" I've sent out a handful of resumes, and I am simultaneously excited about/dreading the prospect of interviewing. I want to reclaim my pre-Piper identity and make some money, but I also can't bear the idea of putting my little girl in daycare and putting an end to the comfy routine we've developed. I know the separation will benefit both of us, but it is going to be really difficult, initially.
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Friday, February 1, 2008
Happy 2nd birthday, sweet daughter o' mine!
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