For the past year Ive been contemplating finding a new job.  I think about it a lot, I even talk about it.  Ive finally begun applying.  I have an interview scheduled for next week.  Excitement!  I also applied for two positions within the organization Im currently employed at, both supervisory.  I'll get interviews for those also, but it's not the same as scoring an interview at another agency. 

The interview next week is for a position as a work incentive coordinator.  I would be analyzying people's social security/medicaid/medicare/food stamp benefits and providing them with information about how these would be impacted by returning to work.  I already do the ground work for this, and send the packet to the coordinator to complete the report.  The position is work at home, and the provide everything, including paying phone and internet bills.  How great would that be?  Not to mention that it's a 10 thousand a year increase in base salary.  Think happy thoughts for me this coming Wednesday.  The one thing Im currently struggling with is I hate business suits, and dont think I can force myself to wear one to the interview.  I have a very nice pair of black dress pants, and a lot of nice shirts and heels.  I think that's going to have to suffice.  I would rather look business appropriate and be comfortable than to wear a suit. 

I need a new position.  Even if this falls through, I will continue to put applications out there and consider the interviews learning experiences.  I realized last week that Ive never interviewed and not gotten the job, so I could definately use the practice.

Lots going on this weekend.  And Im even going to look for a suit I like, so we'll see what happens.

A month and a half???  Really???  I never realize how long it's been between updates...

In that time, I went to the Indy 500 for the first time, celebrated another birthday, got another tattoo, camped for the first time during Bonnaroo, and spent a weekend in Indy.

I spose I will give short updates on each. 

3 of my friends came down from MI and stayed with me for the Indy 500 weekend.  That in itself was exciting, as I have always been the one to go visit them.  We went out a couple times, to the bars and to breakfast.  The race itself was crazy, we got up at 4am after going to bed at 1am, and got to the track and parked on the infield around 8am.  We had great seats too, so we tailgated and hung out in between watching the race.  It was fun, a lot of joking and just hanging around.  I ever met up with one of my friends who moved away almost 2 years ago.  I met her fiance, and talked about what we've both been up to.

My birthday wasnt super exciting.  My friend came up from Chicago and we went out with 2 other friends for sushi, and then to the bar.  We decided it would be a good time to go get tattoos.  Obviously Im crazy with the tattoos lately, but I swear Im done for a little while.  The newest addition is a cracked and bleeding heart behind my left ear.  I like it, it's small and cute.  We went out to another bar afterwards, and that's all there was.

BONNAROO!  I am a girlie girl, and have never camped in my life, so I took a ton of shit from everyone when I decided to go to Bonnaroo.  For those who dont know, it's a 4 day festival in Manchester, TN.  You park and camp right behind your cars.  We ended up being parked over 2 miles from the stages, and had a 45 minute walk to get there every day.  Fun fun.  I survived camping, didnt complain too much, and really had a great time.  I saw Metallica, Lupe Fiasco, Chris Rock, Pearl Jam, Jack Johnson, Les Claypool, Mastodon, Willie Nelson, and I dont even know who else.  There were more though.  I paid 7 dollars a piece for showers, cause there was no way I was going 4 days not showering.  I like being girlie, thank you.  It was exciting, but so tiring.  Im glad I did it, though.

And I just got back yesterday from 2 days in Indy.  I went to a conference, and Im not even getting into that, as it was not a highlight.  But my friend and I had a nice hotel room in downtown, 1 block from Circle Center.  The hotel didnt have parking though, and 25 dollars a night is crazy, especially considering it's only Indy!!!  We got pedicures, and had our tarot cards read.  Thoroughly enjoyable.  We each won a free reading, from different people, and the one I won was great!  She didnt read my cards, but like some of the things she said were wild.  She named some of my friends, things she no way could have known.  It was just crazy, but it was good to get out of town and just have fun.

Looking over all this, it looks like all Ive done recently is go out and have fun, which is partially true.  Im very over my job at the moment, and really trying to decide what it is I want to do.  We'll have to see how things pan out. . . . . . . .

I am ready to have a break.  And it will most likely include a new tattoo.  If only I could decide where to get it.  As cliche as it may seem, I want the gemini symbol.  I am definately a gemini, through and through.  And it's fitting right now, as I continue to bounce between opposites lately.  We shall see.

2 more days of work.  I can make it.  Tomorrow is a light day, and even though Thursday is booked solid, it will be good to stay busy. 

I miss my friends. 

I really think it's time for change.  I just need to decide what that change will be.

I am getting very easily annoyed lately.  And it's everything, from the littlest comment to huge problems at work.  All illicit the same reaction, which is hugely blown out of proportion more than half the time.

My friend has been staying with me for almost 2 weeks.  Really, it's been longer, but he left for over a week, so Im only counting the time since he returned.  And he's killing me.  He has worked one day for Labor Ready, and gone out for maybe a total of 4 other hours to look for jobs.  Like you cant keep staying with me, spending all day sleeping and playing video games.  I work 2 jobs, am gone usually 3 days a week from 8am til 1030pm, and work every other weekend.  I am not going to support anyone.  I agreed to let him stay with me because he said he was motivated to find work, and wanted to live somewhere new, in a different enviroment.  Cool, stay with me, there's jobs out here.  Obviously, lip service was paid in full to me.  However, I will kick him the fuck out in a couple weeks if he doesnt start lookingfor a job.  This is why Im single huh?  ;)

Im not gonna lie, I love living alone.  I like living with someone too, when Im dating them and theyre employed.  But jesus, I dont have kids, I shouldnt have to tell you to get up, clean up after yourself, fucking shower.  Like c'mon. 

This is affecting my mood and my overreactions greatly.  It doesnt help that work is still sucking.  And I have to pay a ludicrous speeding ticket in 2 weeks. 

Bah.

Random Notes from the previous week:

Work has gotten better, we all continue to hash things out.
Christmas party last night.  There was a random gift exchange.  I ended up with anal beads and penis candy.
Still have yet to do Christmas shopping, but payday is Monday.
Ducking out of work a little next week to do said shopping.
Continued extra shifts at the grouphome.
6-10 inches of snow predicted tonight.  I dont own a snow brush.
Cleaning after I post this.
A long post to come about medical issues and why I hate doctors.
Punched in the face by a client.
Cussed out by another.
I really am a nice person, I swear.

I leave Friday, and Im excited.  Pray for nice weather, because flying scares me.