I suppose its been a while since I posted anything, but with good reason I assure you. I've spent a lot of time in my pajamas and making sure I've seen every Law & Order SVU episode ever made. I'm also a recent addict of Sodoku. Yeah. I wouldn't exactly put me in the "Hip and Cool" category.
As lazy as I've been, I've still managed to be minutely productive thanks to the handy dandy internet. I've been cruisin Craigslist like it's my job. I've been searching for something, but I'm not quite sure what. Perhaps you can relate if you've ever been on a scavenger hunt with lame clues that give you no idea what to expect. Yeah, that's my life. I'm on a quest.....but for what, I do not know. To satisfy this urge, I joined a play, a choir, possibly a soccer team (more on that later), and I've been on several job interviews. I've had so many opportunities for work, I almost feel bad. In an economy where so many people are struggling to find work and pay their bills....I'm fussy because I don't want to be restricted by a work schedule. Yes....poor me. Nonetheless....this gal needs to make some mulah. All interviews have gone well, everyone wants me but I don't really want them. If I do want a job, they don't seem to want me. I'm convinced the job market directly imitates the dating world.
My last interview was yesterday. I was VERY reluctant even applying because it's another massage gig. I even debated as I sat in my car before the interview. "I could drive home now, and it wouldn't matter" was a mantra in my head. I figured I may as well since I made the effort and actually got DRESSED for the day. When I was fetched from the waiting room, the interviewer reminded me that I had worked on her a few months ago and it was one of the best treatments she had ever had. HUH??? In what world do things like this happen? I work about 2 days a MONTH. The odds of me working on this person with my future job in the balance has to be one in a million. Talk about taking the pressure off. That also eliminates the "hands on" interview that massage jobs require. Niiiice. Conversation was candid and comfortable. Despite my reluctance in relinquishing the freedom of popsicles for breakfast and reality TV marathons all day long, I would be an idiot to pass this up. This is a taste of what I would be nay-saying...
Free training of 270 hours (that counts towards my professional licensing) including Vichy Showers, Mud treatments, hydrotherapy, etc, an education worth $11,000. I would also get paid while I'm in training. The spa will be 2 levels, 17 treatment rooms, 20,000 square feet. I'd be making more $$ than I've ever made doing massage (minus private clients of course). Free parking (a huge incentive). I'd only have to work four 8hour days or five shorter days to be considered full time, benefits including dental (they pay the premiums).... the spa director seems to be the nicest person in the world...... I already have two friends that got hired in the spa. I mean really.....what is there to consider? Freedom, schmeedom. I can still wreck havoc with 3 days off. Isn't this dreamy???
I was pretty much offered the job, but I still have to interview with the bigwigs. I think it's more of a formality, but I can't exactly say I'm HIRED until all the hoops have been jumped. Since there's a very good chance I'm about to be tied down to a schedule, I have a short amount of play time left. Within an hour of my interview, I booked a flight to New York. Zammers has never been there, so I'm taking him with me. It's been at least 3 years since I've gone back to visit, so it's definitely time. And its beautiful this time of year. I can't wait!!!
Choir is going splendidly. In the first rehearsal I had flashbacks of my high school choir teacher, Big Bad Becky J. Her hair always wildly flailed about and her scowl seemed permanently etched on her face. Fortunately, my choir director now is nothing like Ms J. Not that I didn't learn and have some great experiences back in the day.... but this is light years ahead of what I've ever experienced. I used to be one of the good ones in choir. Now I feel like I'm the "special" kid who will catch on eventually. The director, Iris, has quite an ear and knows exactly what to do to make us better. I'm terribly impressed. The women in the choir have the most beautiful voices you'll ever hear. Absolute pros. Gorgeous, gorgeous. I seriously need to step my game up!! We have a concert next month. I'm so excited!
Oh, and about this soccer thing..... I signed up for an adult soccer team. The league doesn't start up until January, and that's too far away for me to know if I'll be able to do it....but I would love to. What a great way to have fun, make friends, and get in the exercise that I hate doing. Post marathon, my knees have been fussy and rather than injure myself, I've been doing other things to try and keep in shape. Zammers got a security job at a club downtown, so I've been going dancing a lot. I feel like a Zammers groupie (trust me.....the man has groupies), but if I can go dancing every week for free without worrying about safety, I'm all over it. I don't love going to bed at 4 or 5am....but you win some, you lose some.