Well, here we are in February and I’m still doing this weekly whining about job hunting. I had another person tell me this week to ignore online applications and instead reach out to/confront/stalk the people who are actually looking for someone to work in their departments. That’s easier said than done, but I must admit I’m running out of options. I need to get my name in front of actual eyeballs instead of algorithms.
I do have a meeting this week with my former boss about his cable/broadband company project. It looks like I’ll be proceeding with that, most likely in March. However, the more I examine his needs the less I feel the task could morph into something larger or longterm. It will help occupy my time and pay me some money, presumably. That detail hasn’t been formalized.
In the interim, Abby and I have been walking and enjoying the warmer weather over the past week or two. Things are starting to green up and members of the wildlife community are poking their heads out a bit more.
We covered 44 miles walking last week and about 20 so far this week. The exercise, and my renewed focus on diet, has had the upside of substantial weight loss – I’m knocking on the door of 70 pounds. I think I’ll set a goal of losing 100, which would put me near my college weight.
The new grandgirl is doing well. There were some very scary concerns about funky blood test result that came back in the standard newborn screenings, but the kids seem to believe that it was an anomaly.
I’d like a more definitive answer, but I’ve come down from my initial completely manic panic mode.