-Staring at the un-decorated state of my apartment is making me crazy, yet I have no money to buy stuff and have limited creativity to do anything cheaply.
-I stalk the mailbox, and as soon as I hear the mailman shut the door, I'm there. But it's always something lame like a bill or another obnoxious mailer from PETA who can't even spell my name right.
-I also stalk myspace, facebook, blogs, cnn.com, etc, WAAAAY more than is healthy.
-I haven't taken advantage of the time very well and done any sort of cleaning in my apartment. I started on the hall closet yesterday, but only got halfway through. I hate all the junk I have but I can't really decide what to do with it all.
-It's way too cold to sit in my drafty apartment for so many long hours...I just want to be in a nice climate controlled office.
-I really need a schedule, and some income to get me back to the gym or something. The only excercise I get is my fingers on the keyboard or washing the dishes or carrying laundry up the basement stairs. Not enough to keep up with my endless snacking.
In other news...Chicago is a great city. St. Louis is a baby, miniature city. I like them both, but I don't know if I could ever live in Chicago. St. Louis needs to catch up a smidge (aka public transportation/walkable neighborhoods), and then it would be perfect. Ok, maybe not perfect, but better.
Lots of good albums are coming out soon. Most notably for me, Modest Mouse in March. Arcade Fire is coming out soon, Shins is already out (but I don't have it yet), Wilco is in May, and I know there are a few more. It's super exciting, and another reason that I need some income...
At least my tax return comes this week or next. Yippee for cash money that should probably go straight to my credit card bill but will actually be spent on far better things like expensive dinners out, clothes, cds, and maybe some stuff for my apartment.
Finally, I am just going to say that it's totally sad that you can't get normal TV anymore without some crazy roof mounted antenna. I am forced to pay Charter $11.50 a month for local channels, plus a few extra, and they say it's not even their choice to charge that. It's decided by the municipality! What the hell? I thought the municipalities were the ones that provided free TV signals...apparently it's really a big conspiracy to give you a shitty free signal so you are forced to pay. Another thing I will grudgingly do when I get a job, but it will pretty much just be for Cardinals watching on my new fancy couch that I'll buy, too. But I will still feel like a sellout.
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Friday, January 26, 2007
Second Interview, Shopping, Lipstick, & My Inability to Dress Myself, etc.
Yes, I had my second interview today at the job on the landing that I really really really want. I think it went well. It was a very conversational meeting with a guy who was quite fatherly and not at all an intimidating business guy. Makes me want to work there even more, but since I didn't get to talk too much, I feel like it's all in their hands now. They have a few candidates for the position, and they told me I can expect to hear from them late next week. More waiting, but this time, I can't do anything. Except write a nice long thank you note to the guy, reiterating my amazing business writing skills and my persistant determination to work for them.
After my interview, I felt somewhat useless. I am broke, and jobless, and even though my sink is still full of dishes from Tuesday night's dinner, I wanted to just get out of the house. So, in an effort to reclaim the front corner of my living room, I decided to finally go make some returns from last December's mad shopping rush. Nothing was a gift, it was all stuff I bought for myself while shopping for others and for whatever reason it needed to go back.
I hit my targets in a logical order: Old Navy, Crate and Barrel, and then the Galleria. I still have one bag for Target, but I wanted to go to the Hampton one, so that can wait till later today.
I got through Old Navy pretty quickly. I intended on exchanging a pair of pants for some black ones that I could wear to a wine tasting Monday, but I wasn't impressed with the two pairs they had, and they were $30, so I wasn't drawn to them as a great bargain or anything, and I decided to wait and see what I could come up with at the mall.
Crate and Barrel was fine, too. I picked up some random kitchen things in exchange for some pans I bought but never gave to anyone, and still got out of there with some money credited back to my card. I didn't go upstairs to covet the beautiful $1000 couches, though. That will have to wait until I actually am hired by someone, and know a real paycheck is imminent.
Then I hit the Galleria. First stop, the Clinique counter at Macy's for....Lipstick. I haven't bought actual lipstick since high school, and I don't ever wear anything except Chapstick Lip Moisturizer. But Katie has pointed out that if I am going to have a "real" job, I probably need to take things up a notch as far as makeup goes. I remembered that I had an old nubbin of a Clinique lipstick that I used to love, it was sheer red with little gold flecks, and it actually looked natural on me, so I hunted that down and brought it to the counter.
Of course that kind was discontinued, but the girl went right to another kind of lipstick, and it seemed to be an almost perfect match. I tried it on and I was impressed that it didn't wash out my extremely pale skin, or look fake, or clumpy or anything. I am still not sold on the idea of wearing it all the time, but for work, I'm down with it. It didn't really leave a mark on my Starbucks cup (because what's a trip to the mall without a Starbucks drink?), so I am not too worried that I will be one of those gross ladies leaving huge marks on wine glasses or anything. Andrew, you have the right to break up with me if that ever happens. I swear.
I returned some cute but too big ballet flats from AE, then wandered around looking for new black flats, black pants, and some cute, dark colored top for the wine tasting (Oh, right, Andrew and I are taking the train to Chicago on Sunday for a big wine tasting on Monday. It's going to be flipping cold there, and there's a dress code for the tasting, so no jeans for me. I'm a bit at a loss...).
I realize that I pretty much hate cheap clothes. I also totally dislike shopping, I always have. It might have stemmed from my general brokeness since I started working and buying my own stuff, or maybe just because I'm not that girly. I don't know. I loathe the atmosphere of the mall, too, so that doesn't help. So since I can't afford Urban, or Anthro, or Banana, or Ziezo, or Mezzanine, and I have a really hard time visualizing myself wearing the cheap trendy stuff crammed onto the racks at H&M, Target, and Forever 21, etc. (not to mention the fashion wasteland that big retailers seem to think St. Louis is. We can't get anything too cute here. Nope, midwesterners don't deserve the Stella McCartney line from H&M, etc.), I am stuck.
My modus operandi then has been to stick with what I know. Some form of jeans, some form of flat black shoes, and some form of tshirt. Boring, yes. Comfortable, of course. But not what you really want to wear out for the night at a good restaurant or whatever.
I call Katie all the time for advice, but I aside from giving her my credit card and free reign to shop online for me, I can't expect too much. She's halfway across the country, in far more fashionable D.C., and has given me more advice than any grown girl should need.
I don't want to turn into a fancy pants dresser. I don't have the money to redo my wardrobe, and I really hate the idea of sacrificing comfort for "style". One of the most nerveracking things I consider when thinking about a "real job" is having to decide what to wear to work every day. I have worn a uniform that requires absolutely no thought in the morning; just pick up a clean pair of pants, a clean shirt, maybe they're a little wrinkled, but who cares you'll be covered in dirt in about an hour so whatever. I have a feeling that I will be in for a seriously messy bedroom floor, a closet in disarray, and a growing credit card bill once I start working. And I better think about giving myself a good hour to figure out what to wear. Shoot, not to mention the fact that I'll have to blow dry my hair in the morning, too. Whoo...that's just too much!
I guess I'll venture out again tomorrow. Just want I wanted to do on a Saturday...go to the mall. For the third day in a row. Maybe I'll try a scenery change at West County. I know they have all the cheap clothes stores with the horrible return policies AND the fancypants Nordstrom. Perhaps I will have better luck there. We'll see...
After my interview, I felt somewhat useless. I am broke, and jobless, and even though my sink is still full of dishes from Tuesday night's dinner, I wanted to just get out of the house. So, in an effort to reclaim the front corner of my living room, I decided to finally go make some returns from last December's mad shopping rush. Nothing was a gift, it was all stuff I bought for myself while shopping for others and for whatever reason it needed to go back.
I hit my targets in a logical order: Old Navy, Crate and Barrel, and then the Galleria. I still have one bag for Target, but I wanted to go to the Hampton one, so that can wait till later today.
I got through Old Navy pretty quickly. I intended on exchanging a pair of pants for some black ones that I could wear to a wine tasting Monday, but I wasn't impressed with the two pairs they had, and they were $30, so I wasn't drawn to them as a great bargain or anything, and I decided to wait and see what I could come up with at the mall.
Crate and Barrel was fine, too. I picked up some random kitchen things in exchange for some pans I bought but never gave to anyone, and still got out of there with some money credited back to my card. I didn't go upstairs to covet the beautiful $1000 couches, though. That will have to wait until I actually am hired by someone, and know a real paycheck is imminent.
Then I hit the Galleria. First stop, the Clinique counter at Macy's for....Lipstick. I haven't bought actual lipstick since high school, and I don't ever wear anything except Chapstick Lip Moisturizer. But Katie has pointed out that if I am going to have a "real" job, I probably need to take things up a notch as far as makeup goes. I remembered that I had an old nubbin of a Clinique lipstick that I used to love, it was sheer red with little gold flecks, and it actually looked natural on me, so I hunted that down and brought it to the counter.
Of course that kind was discontinued, but the girl went right to another kind of lipstick, and it seemed to be an almost perfect match. I tried it on and I was impressed that it didn't wash out my extremely pale skin, or look fake, or clumpy or anything. I am still not sold on the idea of wearing it all the time, but for work, I'm down with it. It didn't really leave a mark on my Starbucks cup (because what's a trip to the mall without a Starbucks drink?), so I am not too worried that I will be one of those gross ladies leaving huge marks on wine glasses or anything. Andrew, you have the right to break up with me if that ever happens. I swear.
I returned some cute but too big ballet flats from AE, then wandered around looking for new black flats, black pants, and some cute, dark colored top for the wine tasting (Oh, right, Andrew and I are taking the train to Chicago on Sunday for a big wine tasting on Monday. It's going to be flipping cold there, and there's a dress code for the tasting, so no jeans for me. I'm a bit at a loss...).
I realize that I pretty much hate cheap clothes. I also totally dislike shopping, I always have. It might have stemmed from my general brokeness since I started working and buying my own stuff, or maybe just because I'm not that girly. I don't know. I loathe the atmosphere of the mall, too, so that doesn't help. So since I can't afford Urban, or Anthro, or Banana, or Ziezo, or Mezzanine, and I have a really hard time visualizing myself wearing the cheap trendy stuff crammed onto the racks at H&M, Target, and Forever 21, etc. (not to mention the fashion wasteland that big retailers seem to think St. Louis is. We can't get anything too cute here. Nope, midwesterners don't deserve the Stella McCartney line from H&M, etc.), I am stuck.
My modus operandi then has been to stick with what I know. Some form of jeans, some form of flat black shoes, and some form of tshirt. Boring, yes. Comfortable, of course. But not what you really want to wear out for the night at a good restaurant or whatever.
I call Katie all the time for advice, but I aside from giving her my credit card and free reign to shop online for me, I can't expect too much. She's halfway across the country, in far more fashionable D.C., and has given me more advice than any grown girl should need.
I don't want to turn into a fancy pants dresser. I don't have the money to redo my wardrobe, and I really hate the idea of sacrificing comfort for "style". One of the most nerveracking things I consider when thinking about a "real job" is having to decide what to wear to work every day. I have worn a uniform that requires absolutely no thought in the morning; just pick up a clean pair of pants, a clean shirt, maybe they're a little wrinkled, but who cares you'll be covered in dirt in about an hour so whatever. I have a feeling that I will be in for a seriously messy bedroom floor, a closet in disarray, and a growing credit card bill once I start working. And I better think about giving myself a good hour to figure out what to wear. Shoot, not to mention the fact that I'll have to blow dry my hair in the morning, too. Whoo...that's just too much!
I guess I'll venture out again tomorrow. Just want I wanted to do on a Saturday...go to the mall. For the third day in a row. Maybe I'll try a scenery change at West County. I know they have all the cheap clothes stores with the horrible return policies AND the fancypants Nordstrom. Perhaps I will have better luck there. We'll see...
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
The Frenchman has said it best.
Listen to this little commentary from today's All Things Considered. I think he has summed up my sentiments on the issue perfectly. And with a way cooler accent than I could ever hope for.
...Best Quote: "Without cigarettes, Ireland would have been Holland."
...Best Quote: "Without cigarettes, Ireland would have been Holland."
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
It takes every fiber of my being...
Not to just walk out and quit the stupid Wash U bookstore. I can't stand it, but I do only have two more shifts, 9-1 tomorrow, and 9-2 Thursday. That's only 9 hours. I can handle it but I wish I didn't have to. At least all the book hauling is quite the calorie burning activity. And my arm muscles are doing pretty good, too. ;)
But, what bugs me the most is the obvious misery that the managers and supervisors are living in, yes they don't seem to want to do anything about it. I honestly can't stand watching semi-intelligent people in dead end jobs moan and complain about every little aspect of the job that absolutely no one is forcing them to keep. It kills me to know that someone could be a mere 14 credit hours away from a college degree, and still can't figure out a way to make it happen, so instead they make life miserable for themselves and also attempt to do so to everyone around them.
I know just as well as anyone, college is expensive. But for pete's sake, there are a million different ways to pay for it, including just being a broke student with a million loans who is going to have a way higher earning potential when all is said and done. Take one class a semester. Stop buying flipping Starbucks and new clothes and take the bus and finish your stupid degree and move on!
The same goes for people who are just unhappy in their actual job, degree or no degree or whatever. Do something about it. Get off your butt, stop crying and whining, and change your situation. No one's gonna do it for you. Yes it can be scary to make that jump away from the easy and familiar sights of the only thing you think you know. But honestly, it isn't so hard to move on from something you don't like. I know. I do miss my friends from my old job, but there are some people that I have happily forgotten ever existed, and many aspects of the job that I am so glad I will never have to deal with ever again. Even being broke off my you know what right now, I am still happy I left. And if all you do is complain all the time, you can be sure that you will find yourself with no one left to listen before long.
But, what bugs me the most is the obvious misery that the managers and supervisors are living in, yes they don't seem to want to do anything about it. I honestly can't stand watching semi-intelligent people in dead end jobs moan and complain about every little aspect of the job that absolutely no one is forcing them to keep. It kills me to know that someone could be a mere 14 credit hours away from a college degree, and still can't figure out a way to make it happen, so instead they make life miserable for themselves and also attempt to do so to everyone around them.
I know just as well as anyone, college is expensive. But for pete's sake, there are a million different ways to pay for it, including just being a broke student with a million loans who is going to have a way higher earning potential when all is said and done. Take one class a semester. Stop buying flipping Starbucks and new clothes and take the bus and finish your stupid degree and move on!
The same goes for people who are just unhappy in their actual job, degree or no degree or whatever. Do something about it. Get off your butt, stop crying and whining, and change your situation. No one's gonna do it for you. Yes it can be scary to make that jump away from the easy and familiar sights of the only thing you think you know. But honestly, it isn't so hard to move on from something you don't like. I know. I do miss my friends from my old job, but there are some people that I have happily forgotten ever existed, and many aspects of the job that I am so glad I will never have to deal with ever again. Even being broke off my you know what right now, I am still happy I left. And if all you do is complain all the time, you can be sure that you will find yourself with no one left to listen before long.
Friday, January 19, 2007
Second Interview!
I worked my butt off yesterday and today at my little insignificant campus bookstore job. I can't stand to be bored, I can't stand to watch the minutes drag by at work, and I can't stand laziness (unless you are acting that way by yourself, or with your loved ones, when nothing else important is being ignored). Since I used to be in a position to tell people what to do when they were just standing around doing nothing, I find it exceptionally hard to just watch while my lazy co-workers do nothing.
But as soon as the supervisor walked in today, over four hours after I had gotten there, put myself to work, and got a million things straightened up and stuff, I told him that as soon as he was ready to send someone home early (Since the "rush" is pretty much nonexistent now. They don't seem to get how many people buy their books online.), I was claiming first in line.
Lucky for me, I got to head home before 2, instead of 4:30, and upon arriving home, I was greeted by the lovely flashing "1" on my answering machine.
A message! And just when I am waiting to hear back from the job people! Yay!!!
Sure enough, it was one of the women that I interviewed with on Tuesday, asking me to come in and speak with the Senior Asset Manager. Yippeee!!!! I am obviously thrilled. She did say that they are "just starting their second interviews." Which means competition. But I have until next Friday to prepare. And prepare I must, because this guy is kind of a big deal when it comes to development. You may be familiar with this development (and my feelings on it, but that's a whole other story). Well this guy is also a Senior Vice President with the developer of that project, and he was apparently in charge of developing, leasing, and managing the whole shebang. Kind of a big deal.
Yes, I am nervous. But I have confidence in myself, and I have tons of drive to get this job. It feels so different than when I was interviewing the last time. I actually think this could lead somewhere meaningful for my career, not just be one of those "get some experience on my resume, whatever it is" jobs.
And since next week is the last week I am working at the bookstore, I will be VERY ready to start a real job again, with a real paycheck. Not going to school gives me way more time to sit around my apartment, which means way more time for me to think about everything I want to change, and everything I want to buy. But until then, I'm stuck pining away over my Crate and Barrel and Pottery Barn catalogs. ;)
But as soon as the supervisor walked in today, over four hours after I had gotten there, put myself to work, and got a million things straightened up and stuff, I told him that as soon as he was ready to send someone home early (Since the "rush" is pretty much nonexistent now. They don't seem to get how many people buy their books online.), I was claiming first in line.
Lucky for me, I got to head home before 2, instead of 4:30, and upon arriving home, I was greeted by the lovely flashing "1" on my answering machine.
A message! And just when I am waiting to hear back from the job people! Yay!!!
Sure enough, it was one of the women that I interviewed with on Tuesday, asking me to come in and speak with the Senior Asset Manager. Yippeee!!!! I am obviously thrilled. She did say that they are "just starting their second interviews." Which means competition. But I have until next Friday to prepare. And prepare I must, because this guy is kind of a big deal when it comes to development. You may be familiar with this development (and my feelings on it, but that's a whole other story). Well this guy is also a Senior Vice President with the developer of that project, and he was apparently in charge of developing, leasing, and managing the whole shebang. Kind of a big deal.
Yes, I am nervous. But I have confidence in myself, and I have tons of drive to get this job. It feels so different than when I was interviewing the last time. I actually think this could lead somewhere meaningful for my career, not just be one of those "get some experience on my resume, whatever it is" jobs.
And since next week is the last week I am working at the bookstore, I will be VERY ready to start a real job again, with a real paycheck. Not going to school gives me way more time to sit around my apartment, which means way more time for me to think about everything I want to change, and everything I want to buy. But until then, I'm stuck pining away over my Crate and Barrel and Pottery Barn catalogs. ;)
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Things are looking up.
I had an interview today! It sounds really great, and I think I did really well. Basically, I would be the assistant to two women, the Asset Manager, and the Director of Operations. I would help them do the nitty gritty stuff that keeps them working overtime. Things like spreadsheets about taxes, property insurance audits, budget tracking, helping put together the newsletter and annual reports, and just being there to help around the whole office. The whole concept of the company is really cool, they provide investments for developing affordable housing in the St. Louis area.
Some other pluses:
In my pay range! (YAY! New Couch!!!)
Benefits! (Medical, dental, 401(k), 2 weeks vacay, free parking)
Downtown!
Really nice people!
CASUAL! Jeans on Fridays, even!
I really hate to get my hopes up, but I think I did great at the interview, I think I'd be great at the job, and I think the women who interviewed me really liked me. They said I'd hear from them late this week or early next week. I am really crossing my fingers on this one!
But, just in case, I have an interview with a recruiting company on Monday. They place recent graduates in temp-to-hire positions in various business fields, and they do relatively extensive interviewing and testing, and wind up having like a 90-95% retention after the initial temporary period. Not nearly as fun sounding as the other job, but like I said, just in case. Gotta pay the bills, right?
Some other pluses:
In my pay range! (YAY! New Couch!!!)
Benefits! (Medical, dental, 401(k), 2 weeks vacay, free parking)
Downtown!
Really nice people!
CASUAL! Jeans on Fridays, even!
I really hate to get my hopes up, but I think I did great at the interview, I think I'd be great at the job, and I think the women who interviewed me really liked me. They said I'd hear from them late this week or early next week. I am really crossing my fingers on this one!
But, just in case, I have an interview with a recruiting company on Monday. They place recent graduates in temp-to-hire positions in various business fields, and they do relatively extensive interviewing and testing, and wind up having like a 90-95% retention after the initial temporary period. Not nearly as fun sounding as the other job, but like I said, just in case. Gotta pay the bills, right?
Sunday, January 14, 2007
Back again.
So yeah, it's been awhile. I haven't really felt like writing anything because life has been a smidge hectic and frustrating. I have been reciting the same story about whats going on in my life to so many people in person, that I just didn't have the desire to sit down and write about it.
It's a new year. And I was really hoping for an exciting start to it, what with my supposed new job, freedom from classes, and hopefully increased financial stability. Things haven't quite gone as planned, though, as many of you know.
I haven't started the new job in Chesterfield. In fact, I haven't actually spoken to the lady who hired me since around the 13th of December. I called and emailed her a few times, trying to figure out what the deal was. I started getting quite nervous about how I was going to pay my February rent if I didn't start working early in January (before the 15th), and I called her one last time on the 2cd. Desperate, I took a temporary position at the Wash U bookstore ($7 an hour to do the job a well trained monkey could). I heard from her, via voicemail on the 3rd. I responded the next morning (my mind blown that she had actually called back this time), with another voicemail explaining my situation and asking her to call me in order to figure out a plan/timetable.
I haven't heard back.
It's bullcrap, and immature and unprofessional. Not to mention completely confusing and utterly dissapointing. I am sending her a letter respectfully withdrawing myself from the position, and I am not going to look back.
And so I have brushed myself off a bit, started sending out resumes again, and have gotten a call to set up an interview for the position of Junior Asset Manager with this company. Completely up my alley in terms of what I want to do, but I am not as confident in my ability to land the job as I was with the two financial planning firms. I am calling and emailing today, in hopes that they will check either of the two and call me Tuesday, my day off, to set something up. Time to get nervous again, but at least I feel a bit more comfortable with 5 interviews under my belt this time!
I also decided that I can't stay away from school too long. I have been considering either an MBA or a Masters in Public Policy Administration, both from UMSL. I'm leaning more towards the MPPA, with an emphasis in local government management. But I also want to finish my last 3 credits (in Income Taxes, gross!) for my Certificate in Personal Finanical Planning, and eventually (well, sooner than later), get my CFP designation.
BUT...I can't really make any decisions or sign up for any classes until I have a real job, and I know what sort of time and energy and money I will be able to put towards all of that. Totally frustrating to no end.
There have been a few good times this year already, though. One was going to Libby's wedding, and being able to spend a good 32 hours with Erin J., see some old friends, watch Libby (as beautiful as could be) marry her sweetheart, and have a fun time with the Beasley family- all three boys included.
The other great time was my graduation party last week. I got to celebrate, along with Maggie and Beth, at Duff's with tons of people who I love. I am sorry to whoever missed it, we had a wonderful time, and I thank everyone who could make it for being able to help me celebrate. It meant a lot! I will have to put some pictures up, if I can get my mom or Maggie to email them to me. That's always a lot harder than you'd think!
Oh yeah, I also had jury duty early this week. Not so great for cutting into my already small paycheck. Luckily, after two days of selection (it was a big trial, wrongful death with a major corporation as the defendent), I was let go. An interesting, and very boring situation all around. And as a resident of the city of St. Louis, I can probably expect another summons in about a year or two. Oh joy.
Well, I'm sure there's more to talk about, but that's all I've got for now. I have laundry that needs to be folded, and then I will continue my lazy weekend off. I find it's best to do as little as possible when you are broke. Then you don't feel so bad for not having any money. No need to be tempted to max out my credit card just because I don't have a real job for a month or two.
It's a new year. And I was really hoping for an exciting start to it, what with my supposed new job, freedom from classes, and hopefully increased financial stability. Things haven't quite gone as planned, though, as many of you know.
I haven't started the new job in Chesterfield. In fact, I haven't actually spoken to the lady who hired me since around the 13th of December. I called and emailed her a few times, trying to figure out what the deal was. I started getting quite nervous about how I was going to pay my February rent if I didn't start working early in January (before the 15th), and I called her one last time on the 2cd. Desperate, I took a temporary position at the Wash U bookstore ($7 an hour to do the job a well trained monkey could). I heard from her, via voicemail on the 3rd. I responded the next morning (my mind blown that she had actually called back this time), with another voicemail explaining my situation and asking her to call me in order to figure out a plan/timetable.
I haven't heard back.
It's bullcrap, and immature and unprofessional. Not to mention completely confusing and utterly dissapointing. I am sending her a letter respectfully withdrawing myself from the position, and I am not going to look back.
And so I have brushed myself off a bit, started sending out resumes again, and have gotten a call to set up an interview for the position of Junior Asset Manager with this company. Completely up my alley in terms of what I want to do, but I am not as confident in my ability to land the job as I was with the two financial planning firms. I am calling and emailing today, in hopes that they will check either of the two and call me Tuesday, my day off, to set something up. Time to get nervous again, but at least I feel a bit more comfortable with 5 interviews under my belt this time!
I also decided that I can't stay away from school too long. I have been considering either an MBA or a Masters in Public Policy Administration, both from UMSL. I'm leaning more towards the MPPA, with an emphasis in local government management. But I also want to finish my last 3 credits (in Income Taxes, gross!) for my Certificate in Personal Finanical Planning, and eventually (well, sooner than later), get my CFP designation.
BUT...I can't really make any decisions or sign up for any classes until I have a real job, and I know what sort of time and energy and money I will be able to put towards all of that. Totally frustrating to no end.
There have been a few good times this year already, though. One was going to Libby's wedding, and being able to spend a good 32 hours with Erin J., see some old friends, watch Libby (as beautiful as could be) marry her sweetheart, and have a fun time with the Beasley family- all three boys included.
The other great time was my graduation party last week. I got to celebrate, along with Maggie and Beth, at Duff's with tons of people who I love. I am sorry to whoever missed it, we had a wonderful time, and I thank everyone who could make it for being able to help me celebrate. It meant a lot! I will have to put some pictures up, if I can get my mom or Maggie to email them to me. That's always a lot harder than you'd think!
Oh yeah, I also had jury duty early this week. Not so great for cutting into my already small paycheck. Luckily, after two days of selection (it was a big trial, wrongful death with a major corporation as the defendent), I was let go. An interesting, and very boring situation all around. And as a resident of the city of St. Louis, I can probably expect another summons in about a year or two. Oh joy.
Well, I'm sure there's more to talk about, but that's all I've got for now. I have laundry that needs to be folded, and then I will continue my lazy weekend off. I find it's best to do as little as possible when you are broke. Then you don't feel so bad for not having any money. No need to be tempted to max out my credit card just because I don't have a real job for a month or two.
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