Preludes And Nocturnes

I do believe my contract at the uni has been renewed for the next 8mos. Cool beans! With benefits! Cooler beans.

My job with the gov’t - kinda silly. Really kinda silly. I’m not sure if it is going to make any sense, but I’ll have a better idea in the next week or so. But right now it is an hour here or there - well actually it is fifteen minutes here or there. Nickel and dime my time. Bahhh.

So I’m applying for another job at the uni next week. The one I have is 20hrs per week and this other one is 18hrs per week. The gov’t gig only runs 9-10 weeks in total so I’ll play that by ear.

Yes, jobs. Cool. Money - cooler!

xoxo
jenn

… and I don’t make a point of it, and I don’t watch TV every night - but I’ve managed to watch all episodes of Brat Camp as a fluke! And that is cool as I actually quite like it.

And it just makes me realise I must tend to watch tv on wednesday nights. As a comparison, I love Without a Trace but tend to miss it. I guess I don’t tend to watch TV on thursdays.

Someone could study me.

…for pointing out this blog.

*sniff*

Nothing like a little Extreme Home Improvement to get the ol’ tear ducts washed out.

Geeze Louise, this show kills me!

In other news, start my training for New Job tomorrow. Hope it doesn’t suck.

xoxo
j.

I was going to go for a little trip down south to visit the parents and the grandparents and the undergrad friends. Been trying to get ready so I could drive down tomorrow or thursday (7+ hr drive).

But then I got the ‘new job’ - and it starts next week - with three days training and then the 18hrs of the job itself - and still have the other job of 20hrs… which all certainly added to what I had to do before heading out for a little vacation.

So now I’m thinking I might not make it to the okanagan for a visit, but I might spend five days at home doing some yoga and reading my book (not school related!) and walking and getting tidied up and prep’d for a busy week next week.

And that might just be okay. Maybe I could really use some quiet time. I’d love to see everyone there, but I’d also love to just mellow for a few days.

Well, and vacuum.

xoxo
jenn

make a post on the BG about my and Jim’s wedding being put off? Imply temporarily? I get a bit gorky feeling when people reference the upcoming wedding. I guess it is my own fault or something as I did post all this stuff about venue and picking out shoes and dresses and flowers and whatnot.

I mean, a whole lot of you here are from there and obviously know (oh and *wave* to Megan who has started stalking me of late). But there are people (particularily in testing) who don’t read my blog and who think there is still this wedding happening soon. And there isn’t.

And I don’t want a big woowoo post that leads to the drama. I’ve had enough drama. I just kinda want a quiet little post so people know.

Just with - you know - everything. So I’m done school. Should be a woo-hoo moment. I feel overwhelmed and lost and am obsessed with money. I haven’t worked for a year and a half, but now I’m freaked about money. But I also just bought a whole lot of stuff (like, eye exam and new glasses and a bed and a full month of rent on my own at my place during the transition from roommate being here and sister’s rent contribution starting here). I felt like I deserved these things (I do) and I’m working (I am) and they are also somewhat needed (they are).

So I’ve spent the money as quickly as it came in, and the job only goes until mid sept. Some minor icky feelings about October and how that will play out. I’m sure I’ll find more work, just not totally certain. So I’m dabbling with non-good jobs. Interview for one on tuesday and the woman totally pissed me off. But I want the money. Actually, I want my dream job to arrive in the mail which will pay me what I think I should get paid now with an MA (and flexible hours and a clothing allowance and, um, a man-servant). So I don’t want to take a job ‘below’ me and set up lowered expectations of myself, but I also need to keep the cash flowing right now. And I don’t think I want to get locked into a CAREER quite yet (I want to see what all is out there and what I like in order to try and find a fun job to do for a few years), but the uncertainty of these shorter contracts makes me nutsy. Kinda limbo-ish.

So job/money/future career makes me feel woogy. But excited. But woogy.

And then the whole engaged/not engaged/ we’re working on things confusion. Gah, running into people at school sucks sometimes. I’m continually asked when I’m moving to New York now that I’m done school. Or if they are up on more recent events - when in september we’re getting married. I hate that. I’ve made up little things to say - common one being “immigration issues”. I mean, casual conversation does not really lend itself to “well, we were getting married on Sept 25th, but then we broke up as per ‘life is hard’ type things, and then we realised we really really do love each other and are both willing to try and work though these difficult negotiations but we are no longer engaged, as such, because we can’t say if we are getting married.. but I don’t want to take my ring off and he doesn’t want me to take my ring off so I’m wearing my ring and, um, I don’t know when/if we’re getting married.” Really, how does one say that while passing somebody in the hallway at the uni?

And Jim’s coming to visit at the end of the month. And I’m so very very excited about that. But I really don’t know what to do with my wedding dress in my closet or the emotions I get when I look at it. And sometimes I think it would be easier to just say one way or the other that the wedding is just being put off for a bit, or that we’ve split. But I don’t like to lie and neither of those are true. So then I feel like I sound wishy-washy to people. But if we had to just be ONE or the OTHER - that would make us broken up. And we chose to not be broken up. So we are limbo. And explaining that is hard. Even just explaining that to my gut, some days, is hard.

Ah well, things are not really all that horrid or anything. I just seem to be on an emotional rollercoaster every single day. And it is a bit exhausting. Just a bit. But on the bright side of things, B and I are walking pretty much every day and we’re doing this HUGE hill that has started to make our butts even more amazing. As if that were possible. So yay!

xoxo
jenn

Since I last posted. I must have finish my thesis eh?

So it has been printed and shrink wrapped, and then shrink wrapped again as I thought of something I really wanted to change (not even in the thesis part of the thesis either -for that matter), and then handed in with my sheets and signed things. And then I went to hand in my form to graduate and the registrars office pissed me off:

Brainless Twit: “oh, this form can’t be handed in until you pay the graduation fee.”

me: “well, can I pay you?”

BT: “no. you have to go out and around the front and down the hall to the cashier to pay.”

me: “then can you take this and I’ll go pay on my way out?”

BT: “No, this sheet must have a paid stamp on it.”

me: “then why doesn’t it say that on it? if anywhere on here you all had put a spot and said ‘this must be stamped as paid before handing in’ - I would have done that. But it doesn’t, so I stood in line here and now I’m supposed to go stand in line at the cashier and then come back and stand in line again?”

BT: “…”

me: “and no other form works this way. All throughout my time here as a student all forms must come to you first in order for the charge to even show up on the account at the cashier. In fact, I have to hand in my registration forms a day early for it to then show up for the cashier to know the amount…”

BT: “…”

me: “so for graduation you all decided to change up the process? The last form that comes to you is the one where the order is reversed?”

BT: “…”

me: “nice. Very nice.”

So needless to say, I’ve still not handed in my form to graduate. I decided I’d phone the cashier from the office on monday, put it through on my credit card, and then inter-office mail the paper to the registrars office. I’m so not standing in that line again.

HA!

[/petty victory]