Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Turning that Frown Upside Down
I am cautiously optimistic.
The Unitarian Universalist Association, a longtime client, has hired me to edit two big documents, one a sexuality education curriculum for grades 4–6, and one a guide for parents as the sexuality educators of their children. This is right up my alley and also good steady work. Yay!!!
In my ongoing quest for the perfect second job, I just had a phone interview that went very well (I think. How do you ever really know what someone else thinks of you?) for a part-time assistant job at the UU church in Belmont.
It pays very little (though comparable to what I make subbing), but the work is easy and plays to my skills (organization! administration! doing things the way they should be done!!), and the hours are flexible. And the woman I would report to (my interviewer today) is a part-time animal massage therapist! How cool is that???
I would love to get this job. And then I would have a regular (tiny) paycheck to supplement my editing, and maybe I could exhale a little.
And then think about . . . getting back to losing weight??? Maybe.
I'm still seeking a new therapist for Mimosa; we have appointments set up with two, and I have phone appointments with two more. I believe and trust that we will find the right person, yet it all takes time, and I do worry about my pumpkin.
One potential therapist asked me what I was doing to take care of myself while I helped my daughter, and I said, "I drink coffee and watch Jeopardy."
Currently I am obsessed with Jeopardy, particularly my snarky deadpan Jeopardy husband Alex Jacobs:
He is not for all tastes, but I totally love him. Go, Alex! Take down Matt Jackson! I'm behind you all the way, baby.
I finally worked my way through a massive pile of library books (fun, yet oppressive, in its way); here's what I'm reading now:
I dream of having a whole day, 24 straight hours, to read read read. Alas, these children are not going to raise themselves. Jerks.
Back to UU sex ed and a nice fat paycheck.
— Lady C