I’ve been pounding the pavement doing the jobsearch thing recently. This is not my favorite activity in the world. Really, I’d much rather be doing most anything else. It’s somewhat overwhelming, like when you were a kid and adults asked, “So, what do you want to be when you grow up?” and as a poor seven-year-old you just give them a blank stare and reply, “I don’t know yet.”
Well, I do at least feel a bit like an adult now, but that question still hangs over my head, “What do I want to be when I grow up?” It taps into the larger question of what it is I should be doing with my life. That’s a huge question which I’ll save for another post. In the meantime, I’m just trying to find someplace I’d like to work doing something at least semi-interesting that will pay the bills.
I’m interviewing with several companies right now which is kind of exciting except that one of the companies seems to want to keep interviewing me ad nauseum. I just had a third interview and they want to set up a fourth. Over all, I’ve already spent 3 1/2 hours for this small administrative position with straightforward requirements and I’m not sure what else they can ask me. It’s tough because somehow I have to prove to these interviewers that I’m the best thing since sliced bread but also be myself, a person who doesn’t go around announcing how fabulous I am (although I think I’m pretty nifty).
Hopefully this whole process will be over soon. I’ll be gainfully employed doing something worthwhile alongside good people. I used to think that when I was unemployed I’d get a milliion projects at home done, like put photos in photo albums, sell extra stuff on eBay, etc. Somehow, I seem to get even less done than when I’m working full time. I’m not sure how that works — it must be one of those great universal mysteries. . . well, maybe not that big but it is a little puzzling.

Hang in there, job hunting can be the most frustrating thing in the world, especially at this time with so many companies entering a crunch.
We miss you guys; it has been too long since we were last together.
Thanks, Chris. I know God will provide the right match. If I’ve got to spend all that time away from Randy and the cats, it’s got to be for something worthwhile. Miss you all too. Kiss that handsome baby boy of yours for me.