Why am I so horrendously bad at this?
Apr. 9th, 2008 08:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
auntiemeeshFor some strange reason, I got up early this morning. This has been happening more often lately. Possibly because I've been atypically tired in the evenings and actually getting to bed at a decent time. Anyway, I was up a whole forty-five minutes earlier than usual this morning, giving me plenty of time to have a leisurely breakfast and relax on the internet. Also plenty of time to brood. Possibly not a good thing.
Several years ago, while I was working in the toddler room, three of us decided it was time to go back to school and get new degrees and new careers. The other two promptly went out, picked a program, applied, got accepted and started school. I dithered around, moved to New Hampshire for a year and finally got into school a year later, when the other two were finishing up.
Last summer, after graduation, my school friends all went out and found jobs while I returned to the daycare center. This was so that I wouldn't be unemployed during the job search, but then I had to sign a nine-month contract with the school in order for them to feel comfortable making me a teacher and not a floater, and I'm not comfortable with breaking contracts, so I ended up not looking very hard at all for a different job.
So here it is, April. I've been out of school for eight months as of this week, and I'm just now getting all my ducks in a row in order to seriously start trying to find a job. Finished fine-tuning my resume, figured out what should go in a letter of application/cover letter, and just today sent emails off to the people that I'm hoping will provide me with professional references.
On the one hand, at least I'm now getting these things done and hopefully now that I've got the ball rolling, I'll build up momentum and soon find myself a job. On the other hand, it's taken me eight months to apply for a freakin' job! I seriously suck at this whole thing.
Okay, enough of the brooding. Time to go hunt Mal down and trim his razor sharp claws. If you're looking for me later, I'll be the one covered in bandaids head to toe.
Several years ago, while I was working in the toddler room, three of us decided it was time to go back to school and get new degrees and new careers. The other two promptly went out, picked a program, applied, got accepted and started school. I dithered around, moved to New Hampshire for a year and finally got into school a year later, when the other two were finishing up.
Last summer, after graduation, my school friends all went out and found jobs while I returned to the daycare center. This was so that I wouldn't be unemployed during the job search, but then I had to sign a nine-month contract with the school in order for them to feel comfortable making me a teacher and not a floater, and I'm not comfortable with breaking contracts, so I ended up not looking very hard at all for a different job.
So here it is, April. I've been out of school for eight months as of this week, and I'm just now getting all my ducks in a row in order to seriously start trying to find a job. Finished fine-tuning my resume, figured out what should go in a letter of application/cover letter, and just today sent emails off to the people that I'm hoping will provide me with professional references.
On the one hand, at least I'm now getting these things done and hopefully now that I've got the ball rolling, I'll build up momentum and soon find myself a job. On the other hand, it's taken me eight months to apply for a freakin' job! I seriously suck at this whole thing.
Okay, enough of the brooding. Time to go hunt Mal down and trim his razor sharp claws. If you're looking for me later, I'll be the one covered in bandaids head to toe.
