I’m starting this post knowing I won’t have time to finish it. It’s late in the afternoon Thursday, weather.com says it’s 97 degrees, and the map shows lots of thunderstorm cells heading our way. So, this evening out at Agecroft for The Tempest, I’m either going to be very warm or very wet, or perhaps both.
Today was not the most productive of days, search –wise. Yesterday I finished off a packet to mail to one place, found what looks like a very good job and prepared and sent an application for that, and met with Paul Johnson. I also got the oil changed in the van. All in all, I felt pretty productive.
Today I don’t feel quite the same sense of accomplishment. I did find a couple of listings that might be promising, and I went to my weigh-in (total loss 13.2 pounds, but I had been hoping for more).
Later...
I had thought I would get back to writing that post that evening, and now it’s two days later...
The Tempest was rained out two nights in a row. Very unfortunate, especially since on both nights the skies opened moments before curtain.
In the comments, hrh asked me about my fretting, and also managed to evoke singing nuns. As you all know, I’m an accomplished fretter. If left unchecked, my fretting can reach epic proportions, causing major insomnia and serious overeating. At the moment, I’m managing to keep my fretting at bay (I use a whip and a chair, like a lion tamer). I suspect that partially this is through activity. If I can feel like I’ve made SOME progress each day, I’m less likely to feel the pressure of moving closer to October 1 and having nothing to show, no prospects.
I do have a couple of what I think are promising prospects. At least, to me they look very suited for someone with my background. Of course, I’d be happier if I had an interview or two lined up. I know that these things take time, and bureaucracies move slowly, so I’m trying to cultivate patience also.
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