Bored to the Point of Procrastination

I’ve realized that my prcrastination of all things is related to the fact that I am simply bored out of my skull. I have nothing to do but get these things (compiling my resumé, responding to letters and emails, cleaning my study) and pretty much the only thing I’m living for (besides God) is seeing my family in Washington in a month and a half. Yep… Jen needs a job. If I was working, I’d have less time to do stuff like redesign my website and the time I’d have would be more precious.

It probably also doesn’t help that Jon is at the church right now for a Council meeting and he has the disk with all my resumé files that I am too lazy to download off of Monster.Com.

Maybe the aftermath of “Joe Millionare” (which I’m watching only because I saw the final choice last week) will have some benefits.

My So-Called Job Hunt

Ohio has ruled me ineligible to collect unemployment (for reasons which I can’t understand), so my job hunt is intensifying. My ex-store manager at Drug Emporium offered to interview me in a month if I haven’t found work, but I really don’t want to go back there. The store was badly managed and I really hated going into work. I’m trying to avoid retail (since I have decided NO FAST FOOD) because very few stores really treat their employees well around here. Drug Emporium was *always* getting applications and I have no doubt that they replaced me with someone who would work Sunday mornings and who would take crap from the head cashier.

Jon is going into Columbus tomorrow and I need to give him my resumé and cover letter to take to the sem to be a counselor for Seminary Sampler this summer. I didn’t apply immediately because I wanted to make sure that I was doing it for the experience of working with youth and showing them about the diversity of ministry instead of for the $3000 stipend. Now, I’m having problems motivating myself to get the resumé done and I think part of it is that I’m nervous about applying. I don’t have as much youth experience as a lot of people have and I blew my chance for any youth experience at St. Paul’s by getting sick and not going to Festival of Faith this weekend. Some of the people applying undoubtedly have years more than me and since I wasn’t at the sem last year, I don’t know how that is going to affect my chances. I am signed on with a temp agency and could just do temp work until June, but I’d really like the job because I think that this program is really wonderful and I wish I’d had it when I was in high school.

My brother pointed out that I chose a good time to get this sick — I don’t think I would have been able to deal with my cyst if I was still working at Drug Emporium.

Over The River and Through the Woods to the Vet’s Office We Go!

FYI for those who follow this blog/journal *specifially* for kiiiiiiiiiiitttttttttttttttttyyyyyyyyyy news:

Jon was concerned that the babies were sneezing too much (as well as Cullen’s gross-smelling flatulence), so we took Finian to the vet as our test cat. He is by FAR the most cooperative of the two and this time, I rode in the back with him to keep him calm. Our favorite vet tech was there and she flirted with my puffball. (She was the one who fostered him before we got him.) Finian was a very good boy for Dr. Bremer and he was sent home with some antibiotics for him and his little striped brother.