Well, its another week of waiting, praying, hoping, and being unemployed bums. The last part, minus the stress and the worry, isn't all that bad. I don't want to get used to it though.
Fuzzy is enjoying "Neighborhood Channel", its only a small window, but she spends much of her time there. She is looking forward to the day when we get people here to visit her. She might have to have a birthday party, though most of her friends are an hour or more away. We have not done well at getting her friends here. She did not get to enjoy Hubby's meeting last night or his guests. Poor girl.
Hubby is applying for jobs. Some of them are better than others. We apply locally when we can, but this week seems to be sliding off into the Pacific Ocean. Not a favored location at all, but, as the saying goes, there are worse places to be.
For me, well, I didn't get the job that I wasn't sure I wanted. It was the worst interview ever, so we aren't at all surprised. It may have been a good hour commute, so this is probably for the best. I did get a rating of 91 on one of my applications, but since there is now way to know how the other candidates rated, its only a small pat on the back. Its a well paid job, so an A- rating feels pretty good, and we'll just stick with that. I am starting, thanks to our ward members, to make contacts with some of the Landscape Architecture community. At least people will know that I am here, and there will be more to go with the resume. My resume used to speak for itself, it was nice, now it shows experience, but it does not show the quality of experience since I have left my original work community. It just goes to show how subjective life can be. But, my portfolio has had two views this month, and I'm not even sure who one of them is. I like unexpected views.
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