Do The Hustle

I have been awake for a while now. My head full of random thoughts, fragments of dreams and a yearning to find sleep again. It won't happen. Nerves? Probably that's a bit of it, as I have a job interview today. But, I have woken up early several times in the last two weeks. It frustrates me.

Sometimes, as I walk around the house, I stop and think, "I am alone." I am traveling through this world now without a partner--not just a partner, but my life's partner. It's a terrifying admission, as I go through each hour pretending nothing had changed. It isn't that I feel I am without friends, given all the support you all have given me these last couple years. But, the way I define myself has changed. The decision making is mine alone. There is no one else to check in with, no one to disagree with, no one who will tell me my schemes are hairbraned. Mostly, as meager as it was in the end, there is no one to offer shelter, succor or simple reassuring company.

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I have an interview today, and another one tomorrow. I'm not sure it's the wisest thing to do, to change jobs right now. I like my team, my boss is fantastic as a boss at least. But, I want something more. I applied for the job I am interviewing for today, the other interview is the result of a persistent recruiter.

The latter interview is going to work for a firm, something I hadn't contemplated. I told the recruiter, after reading the billables required, that I wasn't interested in the job. They weren't onerous, 1800 or 1850 a year, fairly typical. I am just not interested. When asked, I gave him my salary requirements and said I would bargain anywhere assigned. He asked for my resume, and the law firm bit. With Jenny gone we are down a salary in this household, but either of these jobs would make up for it. So, I may consider the law job.




































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  1. AshleyNovember 3, 2022 at 8:21 PM

    How did the interview go?

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    1. AnonymousNovember 5, 2022 at 7:01 PM

      I killed it. But, there is an internal candidate, and politics being what they are, I won't hold my breath. That I finally have my shit together to interview is a miracle. I had another interview on Friday, with a law firm, and basically told them don't call me, I'll call you.

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