Life on the Homefront
With life being the endless to-do list that it is, I hope to have something at least mildly more interesting to blog about in the future rather than the events of the past few weeks. Yes, they have been eventful--and unfortunately, a bit on the unfortunate end of things rather than joyful news.
Regarding the recovery of stolen items, Keith visited the Boston PD department last week and zeroed on a few items that could possibly be ours. This guy apparently also unloaded quite a haul on two different days, so, that in of itself is a little suspicious. Next weekend the detective will go with Keith to the shop to look over the items. It was supposed to happen this weekend, but the detective forgot about a workshop that is mandatory. Naturally we work during the week too.
Regarding my job search, unfortunately I didn't get called back to a face-to-face interview at BU. I'm not really upset about it, actually I was a little relieved when I finally found out the news Monday because not knowing what was up 5 days after I was supposed to hear back was really getting to me. I understand people hiring people are busy people, but an update would have been fine--or just to merely come out with the bad news. If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen and all that jazz. Sunday, because I felt bad news was on the horizon, I worked at applying to positions all over Boston. I don't have time to get outraged that of 8 months applying for transfers at this place that not one has found me (or a co-worker of mine) suitable to take any of them and I've applied to about a dozen positions. Frankly, many of my friends are outraged and incredulous enough for me, so I really don't need to be. Frequently the positions I have applied for I have been definitely overqualified for. So I am, like my co-worker, giving up on staying here. They don't do a good job promoting within. That'll work to another school's advantage eventually.
The reason why they didn't call me back, you ask? Well, the assistant director pointed out what I have long suspected would be my one Achilles heel--no live-in residence life experience. That's probably the most depressing part. I can't go back and be an RA (Why wasn't I an RA? I was thinking of transferring spring my first year--so I didn't apply, was turned down spring my sophomore year, was abroad spring of my junior year, and of course, was preparing to leave college spring of my senior year....) and I was never a full-time graduate student with the luxury to be able to take a live-in position. I can't go back and change that. I was assured by colleagues in ORL that that wouldn't be as big a factor as I was worried about. I guess they were wrong. So how does one get this kind of experience?
Keith's worklife has been pretty satisfying. He is all but hired, just waiting for the July 1, 2006 date. His boss just gave him a top of the line Macintosh. I'll let Keith tell you all about it (as opposed to talking my ear off about it) during his next blog.
The new additions to the to-do list is to go apartment-hunting....which is usually always fun, but exhausting. I think we'll ultimately stay in Boston at least one more year. Some people might know that it has been discussed (with Nothing Been Defintely Decided, family who may be reading this--you know who you are) that we should consider a move back to the motherland (Pennsylvania). Again, Keith and I are approaching this, very, very carefully. We know that once we leave Boston, we're bound probably not to come back...once we get used to living less expensively and perhaps have a family. So its important to make the right decision. Besides, the 12 hour drive north with a UHaul is not an experience I wish to repeat again any time soon.
Regarding the recovery of stolen items, Keith visited the Boston PD department last week and zeroed on a few items that could possibly be ours. This guy apparently also unloaded quite a haul on two different days, so, that in of itself is a little suspicious. Next weekend the detective will go with Keith to the shop to look over the items. It was supposed to happen this weekend, but the detective forgot about a workshop that is mandatory. Naturally we work during the week too.
Regarding my job search, unfortunately I didn't get called back to a face-to-face interview at BU. I'm not really upset about it, actually I was a little relieved when I finally found out the news Monday because not knowing what was up 5 days after I was supposed to hear back was really getting to me. I understand people hiring people are busy people, but an update would have been fine--or just to merely come out with the bad news. If you can't stand the heat, get out of the kitchen and all that jazz. Sunday, because I felt bad news was on the horizon, I worked at applying to positions all over Boston. I don't have time to get outraged that of 8 months applying for transfers at this place that not one has found me (or a co-worker of mine) suitable to take any of them and I've applied to about a dozen positions. Frankly, many of my friends are outraged and incredulous enough for me, so I really don't need to be. Frequently the positions I have applied for I have been definitely overqualified for. So I am, like my co-worker, giving up on staying here. They don't do a good job promoting within. That'll work to another school's advantage eventually.
The reason why they didn't call me back, you ask? Well, the assistant director pointed out what I have long suspected would be my one Achilles heel--no live-in residence life experience. That's probably the most depressing part. I can't go back and be an RA (Why wasn't I an RA? I was thinking of transferring spring my first year--so I didn't apply, was turned down spring my sophomore year, was abroad spring of my junior year, and of course, was preparing to leave college spring of my senior year....) and I was never a full-time graduate student with the luxury to be able to take a live-in position. I can't go back and change that. I was assured by colleagues in ORL that that wouldn't be as big a factor as I was worried about. I guess they were wrong. So how does one get this kind of experience?
Keith's worklife has been pretty satisfying. He is all but hired, just waiting for the July 1, 2006 date. His boss just gave him a top of the line Macintosh. I'll let Keith tell you all about it (as opposed to talking my ear off about it) during his next blog.
The new additions to the to-do list is to go apartment-hunting....which is usually always fun, but exhausting. I think we'll ultimately stay in Boston at least one more year. Some people might know that it has been discussed (with Nothing Been Defintely Decided, family who may be reading this--you know who you are) that we should consider a move back to the motherland (Pennsylvania). Again, Keith and I are approaching this, very, very carefully. We know that once we leave Boston, we're bound probably not to come back...once we get used to living less expensively and perhaps have a family. So its important to make the right decision. Besides, the 12 hour drive north with a UHaul is not an experience I wish to repeat again any time soon.
posted by Alyssa at 3:07 PM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment