Most of you know that I stay out of warm climates whenever possible. Therefore it seems utterly insane that I left Boston today, in the middle of a snowstorm (Ursula was her name) to fly to Dallas. Intentionally. Where it was 80 degrees.
I am just now managing to recover from I guess what you might call a flare-up of my old back injury. For a little while, it was pretty bad. But it is getting better. I have been utilizing the collection of canes that Kelly and I got not quite six years ago when I managed, in the space of a few months, to badly injure my right knee and then my back. Probably the worst injuries, at least in terms of recovery time, that I have ever had.
But this current episode makes no sense to me.
I tried for over three years to find a decent job in IT after I was laid off. Looking for work, and generally trying to improve my IT knowledge and skills, became my new job. I went back to school to improve my IT skills. I gained several new certifications, picked up many more books and attempted to improve my skills as best I could. Over three years of job fairs, workshops, endless resume rewrites, countless applications, all sorts of professional and personal networking, honing of cover letters, (you name it, and I did it) but nothing worked. In three years I got less than five interviews. I tried everything. Of course, plenty of people had advice for me on how to find a job. Some was good, a lot was bad, and much of it was contradictory.
I realized today that we haven’t posted here since the end of February. We’re going to try to not let that happen again. Sometimes life just gets in the way.
This link came to my attention today. Jennifer Lester, the founding music director of The Seraphim Singers and a friend of mine, was interviewed about her 15 year tenure at the helm of Seraphim. It’s a great read and I recommend it for you music nerds out there, and I know you’re out there. Also, there’s a concert coming up. More about that after the jump.
Today was my first day off after 11 straight days of work. Why, yes, I am tired.
Those two little words seem so insignificant in the face of the overwhelming response we’ve received from, quite literally, all over the world.
Smoky scared us very badly yesterday. He’d been having a so-so week. After his pretty much triumphant return from having his ablation and then release back into general population he’d been getting along pretty well. He eventually started to dislike his pill pockets and so pilling him became a twice daily ritual of tracking him down and shooting pills down his throat with a pill popper.
As you may imagine that was no fun for any of us involved, least of all him.
Or Twitter for that matter.
This popped up on Boston.com today and horrified us both. This is why we have an open and public blog. If you want to know anything about us it is right here.
Job seekers getting asked for Facebook passwords
You are forthwith forbidden from mentioning Papelbon to us.