Unemployed...
I don't have a job lined up in Canberra yet. Owing to a couple of factors I missed the cut off date for government school teaching jobs (I did ring them to say that my application would be two days late, and they didn't say that it was a problem, but then two months later they sent me a letter saying that it was too late. Poo). I'm looking into demonstrating at ANU's new medical school, but they are only going to have an intake of around 90 students so they probably won't need too many tutors and demonstrators. I've sent an email enquiring anyway.
I don't mind too much not getting a government teaching job, as I'd prefer to know a bit about what different schools are like before signing a contract. Something I've found this year is that schools are very different, and have a very different mood to work in. Some schools I enjoyed being at, while at others I felt really miserable because I disagreed with some of the school's attitudes a lot.
JB doesn't mind if I'm unemployed for a while. We're not going to starve, get into debt or anything like that. But I mind- I feel like it is wrong to be unemployed. But I also know from past experience that I cannot work right up to the moving date, move interstate and continue to function in a totally sane manner. Maybe some people can do that, but since I pushed myself to the absolute limit once before I know what I can't do!
I know from experience that it takes me around 3-4 weeks to unpack and get everything in order if I'm working at a comfortable pace. That does seem like a long time when I think about it- but last move we had over 30 boxes of books and all up we would have had a couple of dozen of other boxes, so 4-6 boxes a day... I tend to do most of the actual unpacking. I hate moving so much- I get all stressed about so many aspects of it. Having packers in to pack up our stuff. Doing paperwork. Unpacking. The great wall of boxes of books which have to be dealt with. Finding out where places like the supermarket are in a new city. Finding out where the library is. Going into a new SCA group. Finding a ballet school that meets my needs. Finding our way around a new city. Deciding where furniture goes when you have never been in the house before. House inspections when you move out of the old house. Moving the cats. Booking catteries and plane tickets for them. LEAVING PEOPLE BEHIND.
I don't seem to cope with all of this very well.
What a whinger...
I don't mind too much not getting a government teaching job, as I'd prefer to know a bit about what different schools are like before signing a contract. Something I've found this year is that schools are very different, and have a very different mood to work in. Some schools I enjoyed being at, while at others I felt really miserable because I disagreed with some of the school's attitudes a lot.
JB doesn't mind if I'm unemployed for a while. We're not going to starve, get into debt or anything like that. But I mind- I feel like it is wrong to be unemployed. But I also know from past experience that I cannot work right up to the moving date, move interstate and continue to function in a totally sane manner. Maybe some people can do that, but since I pushed myself to the absolute limit once before I know what I can't do!
I know from experience that it takes me around 3-4 weeks to unpack and get everything in order if I'm working at a comfortable pace. That does seem like a long time when I think about it- but last move we had over 30 boxes of books and all up we would have had a couple of dozen of other boxes, so 4-6 boxes a day... I tend to do most of the actual unpacking. I hate moving so much- I get all stressed about so many aspects of it. Having packers in to pack up our stuff. Doing paperwork. Unpacking. The great wall of boxes of books which have to be dealt with. Finding out where places like the supermarket are in a new city. Finding out where the library is. Going into a new SCA group. Finding a ballet school that meets my needs. Finding our way around a new city. Deciding where furniture goes when you have never been in the house before. House inspections when you move out of the old house. Moving the cats. Booking catteries and plane tickets for them. LEAVING PEOPLE BEHIND.
I don't seem to cope with all of this very well.
What a whinger...