Tonight I unexpectedly figured out how to get my header up here the way that I wanted it. But then my blog was all squished together, as if it were trying to keep warm in the winter. So I managed to sort out the html and make the width the way it was meant to be. Oh my! I'm a computer programmer... or someone who finally figured out the most user-friendly self-publishing area in the world. It's a good place to start.
Also, I have an interview tomorrow! Whoa! Unfortunately I didn't keep a copy of the job description and now cannot find it on the internet. And I sent my cover letter to myself from work in a format that my home computer refuses to recognize. Consequently, I have no idea what it is that I am meant to know or even what I have previously said so far. However, I will be looking good and will have a winning smile and positive attitude! See?
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Today was my last shift working at Book & Brier Patch. It'll be closed in 10 days. I've worked there for 10 years. It's quite sad really. It was always a place I could go to feel like I belonged, always a place I could work to feel smart. It was always there when I needed to pick up a few extra hours or if I ever needed to chat with a friend, there would be someone there. The B&B has indulged my book fetish, fostered my love of reading and allowed me to share that love with others. But the very best thing that this bookstore has brought me was a wonderful group of friends. Thank you B&B for 10 years of my life... I am grateful. I shall miss you.
Friday, July 16, 2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
My job is just too much. And I used to love it. Didn't I? I think I did. About a year ago. Now I just keep thinking that if I just have a holiday then I will come back and be refreshed. I'll be able and willing to start working again with verve and passion, excitement and trust. That was fully my intention this last week. I'd be back from New York City and ... and... I got back to my desk and within 2 hours I was stewing and frustrated. I know that I can only help those who want to be helped. But why do they all say that they want to do things and then they don't actually? It's so frustrating!!! And I can't do anything because I think we're all turned around and going in the wrong direction... again. And I'm not saying that I know what the right direction is, but certainly it's not this.
...calm blue oceans...
In New York I met up with my lovely friend LindsayLove. She loves her job. No, like she really loves it. She gets excited to talk about it and show about it. This job allows her to have the life that she wants. She supports the company and believes in the product. And the weird thing is that she's not the only one! It seemed like everyone who worked there (and this was not even in her workplace, just the same company) seemed happy. Even though it was really busy. Even though it was really hot. They liked what they were doing and were having fun. They liked to take care of what they were doing and by really being genuinely happy, they made me happier. And made me believe in the product even more.
How does this happen? Is that something that only comes to very special people? Only people who deserve career happiness? Am I that girl who is always discontented and will never learn? Oh I hope not!
My other friend from England just got a new job the day that she came to NYC. Because she couldn't believe in the company anymore and it just didn't fit in with her lifestyle and values anymore. So she got a new job and is moving back to the country to live a beautiful and less expensive life.
Me too! I want that too! But I also want a similar amount of money. And I want to work downtown. And I want to walk to work and be able to wear different but stylish clothes without recrimination. And most importantly I want EDOs. That 1 day every 2 weeks makes all the difference.
It's the time when I'm going to go see my life / career coach to try to get some perspective and sort this out. And hey look! It's Tuesday, which means I only have to get through 3 more days (this week).