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thrihyrneWith walking and waiting time, it took me two hours and 15 minutes to get from my house to this place for my 'interview' yesterday. Turns out I'd been sent not to the company, but to the *placement* company/temp or temp-to-hire facility, and that's the company the recruiter had called from. So I got all the way out there only to discover that the two month positions had been filled. :P But I did have my two forms of ID and they now have a folder for me and I have online paperwork to fill out to officially be on their roster so that they can call me if something else does come up in the future. So not a total waste of time. I have face time with them now, even if they (locally) don't really know what my qualifications are. I'd bought an all-day pass (which was $4.75 purchased at the kiosk at the travel center while it costs $5 if you get one on the bus, go figure) so I happily spent much of the day traveling around Portland. The day was conventionally beautiful- you all know I much prefer the usual grey skies and overcast, but it was sunny without a cloud in the sky. I saw both Mt. Saint Helens and Mt. Hood during the day while on the train, which jolted me into the reality that I'm really back here. When I spend several days in a row at the house or within a 2 mile radius, I sort of forget how beautiful the surrounding area is. The 18 months I spent in Virginia seem rather dreamlike, in many ways, and yesterday was a quick ripple of happy emotion of "I live here now. Again. I'm going to make a life here. This is where I belong."
I made the long-ish bus trip back up to PCC to go to the business office to get my payment for modeling on Monday— they'd closed early on Monday so I had to make a second trip out there to get paid, but since I had the all day pass, I didn't mind. I ended up sitting next to a retired guy on the return trip who made some comment about how we'd have to have an interesting conversation if I was going to sit next to him (he'd put a small bag on the seat but I wanted to sit down) and sure enough, we did. Turns out he, too, is/wants to be a writer. My gut reaction said he was harmless and interesting and we decided to get together for coffee at some point in the future to talk writing. I do love it when unexpected interesting people cross my path like that.
So I suppose the latest on the job front is that I still have the contingency employment to work at home; I just need to buy a Linksys modem and it has to be Linksys, not some other company. In the meantime, if I hear from the temp folks about work, I'll definitely take it; I can do that while I wait to be scheduled for at-home training in Voicecurve's software and all that good stuff. I think I will continue to apply for university jobs because if I can swing that, I'd really prefer that environment, and Voicecurve is at-will, so at any point I can say good bye. I need an official fully certified 'hello' first, but that will come, I trust.
I did some writing on my Gimli story on the train, and spent some time internally shaking my head at how marvelous it is that I am back here in a place where I can ride public transport all over the place. I'm back in a city! After the insular and limiting time in Harrisonburg, being here makes me a bit giddy at times. I'm not taking advantage of all that the city has to offer since I'm trying to keep my monetary outflow to as close to $0 as possible until I have an inflow, but all in time. The other thing that's really great is my relationship with Julia. I can really appreciate her for who she is in a way I didn't before; I'm in a very different place internally, plus I'm not writing obsessively nor spending all of my time online. We've had a couple of Scrabble dates (we both love to play) and we've even shared some dinners together, something I would never have done before. And the house is warmer thanks to her inset fireplace thingie. So I'm so much more content in this space, which makes a world of difference.
I made the long-ish bus trip back up to PCC to go to the business office to get my payment for modeling on Monday— they'd closed early on Monday so I had to make a second trip out there to get paid, but since I had the all day pass, I didn't mind. I ended up sitting next to a retired guy on the return trip who made some comment about how we'd have to have an interesting conversation if I was going to sit next to him (he'd put a small bag on the seat but I wanted to sit down) and sure enough, we did. Turns out he, too, is/wants to be a writer. My gut reaction said he was harmless and interesting and we decided to get together for coffee at some point in the future to talk writing. I do love it when unexpected interesting people cross my path like that.
So I suppose the latest on the job front is that I still have the contingency employment to work at home; I just need to buy a Linksys modem and it has to be Linksys, not some other company. In the meantime, if I hear from the temp folks about work, I'll definitely take it; I can do that while I wait to be scheduled for at-home training in Voicecurve's software and all that good stuff. I think I will continue to apply for university jobs because if I can swing that, I'd really prefer that environment, and Voicecurve is at-will, so at any point I can say good bye. I need an official fully certified 'hello' first, but that will come, I trust.
I did some writing on my Gimli story on the train, and spent some time internally shaking my head at how marvelous it is that I am back here in a place where I can ride public transport all over the place. I'm back in a city! After the insular and limiting time in Harrisonburg, being here makes me a bit giddy at times. I'm not taking advantage of all that the city has to offer since I'm trying to keep my monetary outflow to as close to $0 as possible until I have an inflow, but all in time. The other thing that's really great is my relationship with Julia. I can really appreciate her for who she is in a way I didn't before; I'm in a very different place internally, plus I'm not writing obsessively nor spending all of my time online. We've had a couple of Scrabble dates (we both love to play) and we've even shared some dinners together, something I would never have done before. And the house is warmer thanks to her inset fireplace thingie. So I'm so much more content in this space, which makes a world of difference.