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three years undone Early this morning I made my way downtown for a meeting with a consulting firm. Overall I think that the meeting went well, but talking about myself for an hour or so always leaves me drained. Despite the emotional strain it still felt good to be making an effort about finding a new job. Realistically I can't go anywhere until June, but at least I took the first step in making something happen. My desire to leave has made the transition from a mere plan to a real possibility. I left another message with Ann telling her what has been happening, but with the baby due at anytime I have yet to hear back from her. In some ways I owe part of my motivation to her. Her energy and excitement about what we could be doing with our careers rubbed off on me. Then again maybe it was just the excitment of me rubbing her that affected me more. ... During the interview the topic of me pursuing a masters degree in English was discussed. Naturally one would want to know why someone in the IT field would want something of that nature. She said that it was fine to have on the resume, but not to make it seem too threatening. An employer could care less if I want to write a book, but the idea of me leaving to teach might frighten them in some way. I suppose everything is still going according to my plan. I wanted to look for another job and I am. I wanted to go to Australia this year and I am. As to what will happen next has yet to be determined. Oddly enough I did renew my theater tickets for the fall season and I also registered for another class at the college this fall. Whatever my status will be in school this fall, I know that some of the people that I know now will be gone. Both of the Jennifers that I know are graduating this spring and my current instructor is going back to New York. I'll be on my own again. ... During Easter dinner, my sister talked about her latest career plan. She wants to be a stewardess, which is fine, but also seemed strange coming from someone who was talking about medical school around last Christmas. In my mind there is a wide gap between stewardess and doctor, but that might just be me. Medical school isn't that out of reach for her. At the moment she works part time as an x-ray technician at a hospital or clinic. Her only problem is that she is a lazy student or at least that is the way that my parents describe it. They feel that she would never be able to survive that many years of school or if she did she would squeak through with a "C" average, which isn't worth all of the money and time that would be spent by either her or my parents. To put it another way, she is bright, but doesn't apply herself and in some ways would be better off working full time. My parents also say that she seems to come up with a new plan on an almost daily basis. One day she is going to move to California to be with her boyfriend that she broke up with last summer. The next moment the two of them are going to live in Missouri and work for the Army (he's already in the Army and my sister is in the reserves). Then the next day the boyfriend is a dick and would probably abandon her anyway. I should also point out here that both of them are under the age of twenty-five and live at home with their parents. Listening to her stories, my life is positively calm, which is a good thing. Of course I could attach myself to the wrong kind of woman to really spice my life up, but I've already done that before and I try not to repeat myself. What I'll do is finish this semster of school, write a new letter of intent for graduate school and present that and a better writing sample to the committee, get a new car, go to Australia and then get a new job once I return home. Simple. Then once I have the new job, I'll buy a house and some woman will fall madly in love with me. It'll all happen just like it does in the movies. ... Despite yesterday being the Easter holiday, Wisconsin gave us one more taste of winter with a light dusting of snow and some below freezing temperatures. Unlike some other people, I really didn't mind. This was the real first weekend that I had in two weeks and there were so many things that I needed to do inside the house. Having cold weather made it that much easier to do.
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