Today was crazy cleaning at the apartment. I scrubbed the kitchen floor, finished up the dishes, put away a shit load of laundry, vacuumed. The only thing left to do is dust the living room, which I plan on doing as soon as I find the damn duster. I must say that cleaning really helps me get my mind focused on things in my life, but today it just wasn’t working.
I’ve been really trying to figure out alot of different things in the last week or so. Nothing life or death, but things that I’d like to work through. So today I was thinking through my monthly budget and trying to figure out what the hell I’m going to do financially. I definitely have to figure it out, but it’s not going to come overnight. I’m trying to find some sort of software or a website or something that will help me develop and stick to a budget. Any suggestions?
I celebrated my one month of being a non-smoker on Sunday. I’m already noticing the benefits. My stamina is improving. My sense of smell is improving. My lung capacity is improving. I’ve stopped sounding like Janis Joplin after a fifth of whiskey and two packs of cigarettes every morning, so my voice is definitely improving. Which leads me to the next dilemma….
For the past few years, I have looked at the website for the Twin Cities Women’s Choir every season. I’ve thought about joining and even had it on my calendar a few years. I have recently met Swirlspice and her lovely girl M_tm. They are both members of the choir and I think having them there would make it less intimidating for me. It would really fulfill a few long time goals of mine. It would give me the opportunity to get some damn music back in my life, which really fell to the way side 12 years ago when I got pregnant and dropped out of the UTA music department. It would also give me a chance to meet some women and start finding the possibility of friends. And I’d have a hobby outside of the house, which is always a good thing.
The dilemma comes in with the dates. The choir rehearses on Wednesday nights. Unfortunately, as of right now, I am scheduled to begin an eight week support group on the exact same nights. The support group was my initial plan to start transitioning myself from being so isolated into trying to find some friendships. Truly the choir provides the same thing. The only difference is that I would have to find other outlets for “support”. I think I have made the decision, but who knows if I’ll chicken out at the last minute.
I woke up this morning at 5:45. FIVE FORTY-FIVE. With no alarm clock and with less than six hours of sleep, I was completely awake and unable to go back to sleep. Over the last few years, my body has slowly adjusted to waking before 7:30 in the morning. In my late teens and early twenties, it was hard for me to wake up earlier than 9:30, especially on a night when I didn’t get to bed on time. But now…7:30 is the latest I have slept in months! It gives me a pretty good chunk of time to relax and nurse my pot of coffee, so it’s actually working for me. I’m growing to actually like it.
W won tickets to a baseball game from an office raffle for this afternoon. We drove into downtown and took the train from where we parked to the Metrodome. It was the first time I had been to the dome since elementary school and I had a great time. I was actually pretty shocked. I really didn’t think that I was going to enjoy the game, but I did. I even gave a couple of little hoots and hollers at various points.
I should hear back within the next few days about the teaching gig. All crossable appendages are crossed, and I’ve ever found myself sticking to some strange little superstitions. I would really like to get this job. It’s something I could truly be proud of and I feel like W could be proud of too. I know that it doesn’t truly matter, but I really want her to be proud to answer when someone asks her what I do. I’m trying hard not to put all of my hopes on this job so that I don’t end up heart broken if I get the “We’re sorry” call, but it’s so hard when you want something this badly.
Posted by Amelia on Jul 31, 2008 in
Job Searching,
Working World Since I have decided to not go back to school this fall, I figured it was about time to find a job. At the very least a part time job. Today I had my first interview. It’s been quite some time since I was in the classroom, but this job really does seem like a great fit for me. I don’t want to mention specifics, but can say that it is in a day treatment program for preschoolers with autism spectrum disorders. It’s perfect for me! Music therapy, sensory work, skills practice, as well as pre-literacy and education prep work! The experience alone would be worth it, and even though the pay is for crap, the hours are ideal and it would really be a great opportunity for me to get my foot back into the working world.
They interview went well. The director seemed impressed with both my education and my personal experience. I don’t feel like I was too rambly as I usually do in interviews, but I know that I covered all of her questions thoroughly.
So now they contact the state for my license and we go from there. The director said she would call me by the beginning of next week either way.
