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Monday, January 21, 2013

Cure for the Common Job Hunt (Part 2)

-since my last post, I've gotten a call about one job where I would get to speak French (yay!) and another job where I would be doing the same thing as the first job only no francophonie.  Also, the pay would be a lot worse.  However, as these things often go, I won't hear a formal response from the first job until Monday, which is also the day I would have to start the second job.  So, I'm officially starting a job Monday, but I (hopefully) might not be there long.  Cross your fingers for me. 


-did I mention we got an ice cream maker for Christmas?  Well we did, and part of my wide-open, employment-free days these past few weeks were spent making ice cream.  Lots and lots of ice cream.  We have successfully produced peppermint stick, chocolate-chocolate peanut butter swirl, vanilla, coffee-chocolate peanut butter, graham cracker s'more, and blueberry-raspberry chocolate chunk.  We have less successfully produced root beer-vanilla-spice-cake-chunk...surprise? and licorice.  This last failure makes me very sad as licorice ice cream is one of my very favorite gastronomical phenomenon.  We had even purchased this:

Hello family in Finland!!



so as to make the ice cream super authentic.  (what!?! just FOUND that in a fancy kitchen store!  Just SITTING there!)  Sadly, real Finnish licorice does not instantly real Finnish licorice ice cream make.

Luckily, there was some of that chocolate-peanut butter swirl left over to soothe my Sunday night blues.  Wish me luck for tomorrow, I'm nervous!

boom.

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Cure for the Common Job Hunt (Part 1)

It has now been about 3.5 months since I wrapped up that whole masters thing and started applying to jobs.  While I realize that isn't very long these days to be looking and that I'm lucky I have a whole bunch of lovely folks to support me and buy things for me and listen to my whiny complaining, the whole cover- lettering-resumeing-follow-up-calling process is really starting to get me down.  A woman in the HR department of one university with a particularly tantalizing job offer (in France!) kindly informed me when I called that they can take up to 7 months to fill a position!  Gah. 

I am someone who is pretty good at filling my free time and keeping myself occupied, but I sometimes neglect that most important of attention-distracters and mood-boosters: exercise.  In order to escape the job-hunting blahs, I've been trying to be more intentional about keeping active.  I really have no excuse to be lazy as David is bursting with workout ideas from his years of experience in the field;  I just have to ask.  My main problem is that I get bored easily and become demoralized quickly when faced with doing a million reps of the same move.  But!  last night, David planned a doozey of a workout for us.  He had a deck of cards and each suit was assigned a certain task; spades was push-ups, hearts was jumping jacks (only those are easy so you would double the number), clubs was air-squats (squats without any weight) and diamonds was kettle-bell swings.  Aces were a two-minute rest.  The idea is simple: draw a card, and whatever the number is signifies how many you must do of the corresponding activity.

The first few cards were all push ups, and they were high numbers (face cards are twelve) and I thought to myself, well, we'll do a few cards, a dozen maybe, then the workout will be over.  But then, no.  No.  We kept flipping cards and then David mentioned how usually, he would go through the whole deck with former clients, and then something in my brain snapped and ragey Wini emerged and then...we went through the whole deck.  The whole deck!  About three-quarters of the way through I started to feel like I couldn't finish, but something about the suspense of not knowing what suit you will get next, and the continual hope that it will be a low number appealed to my need for a constantly surprising workout and I made it to the end.

So, I still don't have a job, but nothing lifts your spirits and validates you as more than a useless lump than doing more push-ups than you ever thought you could do.  

Friday, January 11, 2013

A Brief Summary of Events...

...in photos!

 These are just a few of the lovely people I 
volunteered with at Camp Joie de Vivre in August 2011.
Home away from home for 3 weeks.

 I went to the Opera Garnier.




 My mom came to visit in September, I went to my last Sunday at church (and cried when I had to get up and speak in front of everyone) and had a farewell picnic with these awesome folks...



 













Back in the U.S., I spent a sunny fall weekend in the Big Apple with some beloved college folk...

 Then I moved to Fort Collins and this guy graduated...
Woohoo! Finally!
We rang in 2012!  With tiaras!


And then in the summer, I went back home for a bit because my sister was visiting with this little man...

...and THEN I went BACK to France and volunteered all up on Camp Joie de Vivre again (and was upgraded to a chalet this year) and THEN I actually finished my masters thesis and defended it.






 My brother got married in October, and David and I got all fancied up and danced all night...







And then Christmas came and I got to celebrate it in New Jersey with
Brothers and a very New Sister-in-law.

And now a New Year has started and I'm back in Northern Colorado and am currently accepting any possible employment leads.

Phew.
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