JOB

Nov 25, 2008 09:28

I want one. And I don't. I need one though. Things aren't desperate yet. January will be the time that we liquidate any reserves we have and then are bankrupt.

But I want some measure of stability. I'm tired of looking for a job, I've tired of the endless chain of interviews, I'm tired of feeling like I'm spinning my wheels. It's a shame, but its been hard to feel like I'm living in London. Part of that's no money or time to do things around town. But that's also an issue that goes deeper. I often don't feel like I am where I live.  Product of a life lived internally, I suspect.

Good news is that i have a second round interview for a job at a charity (as non-profits are called here) that I'm ridiculously qualified for. I am cautiously optimistic. Despite my ambivalence and the uncertainty about how my writing will be affected, I'm ready to kick butt.  If they don't hire be its not because I didn't give great interview.

And if they don't hire me, you can find me working at the Gap...

Grateful for the following:
That I live with my best friend and oh yeah I'm married to her, too.
That our roommates our decent, caring people
That writing is satisfying and that I'm able to make myself do it
That I can walk along the Thames whenever I want
That we were able to go to a Christmas Fair and the National Portrait gallery for my birthday
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