This picture made me laugh out loud. So loud in fact, I scared all three of my cats out of the living room – and they’re still hiding.
Month: March 2006
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Talk about impatient.
The Job that I want might or might not call today to tell me if I got
the job. And boy, do I want it. I’m all kinds of nervous and I really
don’t want to leave the apartment, in case they call but I do have
errands to run.I have an interview scheduled with the community college (in case I
don’t get the above job), but if I do get it, that means I have to call
them and tell them I got another job. I feel very weird about this. I
suppose it is better than not showing up but it still feels kind of
rude, you know?In good news, the table is up and we have our computer OFF the floor.
My closet is unpacked and I LOOOOOOOVE it. Hello my beautiful walk in
that is about 4′ by 6′ (if not bigger) and has three shelves and three
racks for clothes. All my clothes, plus my dresser, all my shoes, three
laundry hampers and all my cross stitch stuff along with my wicker
trunk full of blankets (not sure how useful that will be here) and all
my luggage – it all fits. And I have room for MORE! (Suppressing the
strong urge to shop and fill UP this beautiful closet).Goals for today:
1.) Finish unpacking – at least what I can.
2.) Rearrange the storage unit so that the bikes, the coolers and the handcarts fit. All other items are negotiable.
3.) Get my car emissions tested.
4.) Go grocery shopping.
5.) Contact the office and determine rent due date as well as utilities.
6.) Try not to stare at the phone and will it to ring with good news. -
Ouch.
I unloaded the truck. Not all of it, mind you, probably about 75 or 85%.
I am very ouchy because of that. It is like the old days back when I
used to work at Stride-Rite – only this time, when unloading the truck,
there was no conveyor belt and I just had a little handcart and a long
walk across the parking lot.The cats were all kinds of freaked because they were locked up for about 7 hours while I was unpacking.
But I have a bed! Sleep was WONDERFUL last night – er, if you discount
the multiple aches, pains and muscle strains that were causing me
ouchiness.Today begins the upacking/sorting process – as we are in a fairly small
apartment (at least, as compared to a house with a full basement and
attic and garage to put shit in) we aren’t going to be to have
everything out. We will have all our clothes, but will not have all the
books for example – clothes take up fairly little space but 24 boxes of
books (not counting the two boxes of books that we have specifically
left out to be read while in the apartment or the random ones that we
found at the end of packing back in Indiana) take up lots and lots of
room. Biggest problem though – figuring out what of the mutual “stuff”
needs to be put in the cat bedroom for longterm storage and what
doesn’t. Heh…also need to determine exactly how much of our shit is
broken/damaged after about 2000 miles in a semi-truck trailer. I’m just
glad the majority of our stuff was in plastic tubs – the boxes are
seriously beat to shit like I didn’t believe was possible.I have identified some of the birds that populate our apartment complex
- we have the ubiquitous rock dove (pigeon to those who just see them
as evil rats with wings like I do), the generic mourning dove (I
loooove that call), the common ground dove (these I’ve never seen
before, they look like tiny mourning doves, except that the underside
of their wings is a very startling rusty red color) and Brewer’s
blackbird (holy fuck is this a loud, obnoxious, raucous bastard of a
bird – I’m actually becoming rather fond of them, they’re just so
delightfully pissy). There are lots of the little sparrow-y birds but
who am I kidding, who can really tell the difference between sparrows?
I mean, there are so damn many of those little spotty vaguely cheery
looking birds. I’ve spotted at least one chickadee and one slightly
bigger bird with a lot of RED on it that I do not know what it was.
It’s terribly strange to be trying to identify all these common birds -
I will need to check out some books from the library I think. The
vegetation around here has me entirely stumped – I have NO clue on
these deserty plants. I can ID saguaro and not much else. I’ll be
looking for a book on that too. I also definitely want to find one on
creepy-crawlies too – I’ve not yet seen any of them, but I’m sure that
I will encounter me some big spiders and scorpions and I would like to
know which ones are cat hazards and which ones I should scream at and
then squash frantically with a shoe.Ah well…now I am searching for motivation…or perhaps I can just head back to my comfy bed.
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PATIENCE.
I’m not good at it myself.
I hate to wait.
And wait
and wait!Not just to hear back from my interview, no that would be bad enough.
But now I’m waiting for the sem-truck trailer full of my stuff. It will
be here today.But between 10 and 3.
Five hours to wait. Anticipate. Be bored and want a chair.
Ah well.
Things are very very good here. Next week we’re going to a Cirque du Soleil show in Scottsdale. It’s called Corteo and it looks seriously awesome. Who am I kidding – it’s a cirque show – it WILL be awesome no matter which show it is.I’ve also found a radio station to which I am addicted. Way. Check out their general playlist of
the type of music they play. Of course, they may be awesome, but I
still have no idea of any other actual radio stations in the Phoenix
metro. Perhaps I’ll learn quickly, but for now, I’ll just live-stream
from the radio stations website (as my radio is somewhere on a truck
which will be here today sometime – maybe).So far so good with the apartment complex though. The gym was more than
a little disappointing – I don’t know if I’ll use what little equipment
they have anyway, or if I will join an area gym once I am gainfully
employed. Our neighbors appear to be college age kids and families -
mainly hispanic with adorable adorable babies. But soooo quiet. I am
frankly astonished that any complex is THIS quiet. I’ve lived in
several – some where there were lots of families as well, but never at
one that was this quiet. The only time I really know we even have
upstairs neighbors is when they take a shower. I think they have a kid
too. I’m very very impressed with this complex so far.Oh, and someone has a very very fat english bulldog with a big sloppy
tongue and fat rolls on his stumpy tail. Watching his master trying to
take him for a walk the other day amused me for a good long while. He
didn’t want to walk so he either went really slow or just laid down -
and no way in hell was he going to budge unless someone wanted to pick
up his fatness. It was adorable.*****
Updated to add:
The truck is here!
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Desirable.
Well, at least for interviews it seems.
Someone emailed me today from the Mesa Forensics department – they want an interview on the 11th or 12th.
The previous one that I mentioned was from the community college in Phoenix.
I would most like, I think, to get the job I interviewed for today.
Second choice, right now, would be the forensics job in Mesa. The
community college job, meh. It’s better than sammiches or shoes – but
it’s no DNA. It is however, a lab setup position for students. So, in
theory I could be helping choose what students study. That takes it
from blech to liveable in my opinion.We’ll see where all of this goes.
Craziness.
Hopefully I will be employed soon!
The paternity lab I interviewed at today will be getting back to me Friday or the following Monday.I’m crossing digits.
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Intimidation….
I’m not usually intimidated by much. Not really. I don’t find living in
a big new city terribly frightening. I didn’t so much mind moving
across the country – or even the thrilling drive across the country.However, I am terribly intimidated right now.
I just checked the website for the company that I have an interview
with tomorrow. Turns out, the guy that contacted me in reference to my
resume is NOT a lowly HR person like I thought. Nope, nope – he’s the
CEO of the company. Someone who has co-founded and run TWO other biiiig
name biotech labs. He’s a big cheese.And I’m not even a cheese.
I’m kind of feeling like a cottage or maybe that schmutz they skim off
before they make cheese. I’m going into an interview with my last job
having been at a Subway and a factory before that. I have education -
but no real experience. I like to think that they’ve read my resume and
KNOW this but….eeeep.I don’t have my power suit to make me feel all confident. I don’t even have earrings to make me feel sexy – or good shoes!
Ergh.
This was much less intimidating when he was just an HR guy.
I realize on a mental level that he is still just a person. And he is
the one who has been responding to me – quickly at that (he replied to
my resume in less than two hours). So perhaps he’s actually really read
the resume and thought hey, that’ll be nice…
But damn…
So not feeling the confidence right now. -
Blergh.
No semi-truck drop off until Wednesday.
And I am bored. Bored!
I haven’t been bored in ages.And with no chairs or other furniture, I am bored and uncomfortable.
I have to find some Aunt Millie’s bread. I’ve been to three stores looking for it and haven’t yet found it.
Tomorrow I have an interview. It’s about a 45 minute drive in good traffic. Yuck. We’ll see how it goes in rush hour traffic.
Still no sunburn. I’m waiting for it.
