January 2012 Weddings
ImperiumWife
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My Week
It's been a doozy.
Let's start with Monday. I go to my interview. It goes very well, but I'm not optimistic, because when have I ever gotten a second interview. I leave, join J in the car, and we head straight south to meet his family for vacation.
We have a nice car ride, talk about how we are going to work things in the house when we move. Find out that the plumber bought the wrong faucet and we got a free upgrade.
All fine and dandy...
Until 5 hours in and I get a call for a second interview. Lovely! Until she says it's on Tuesday. And has to be on Tuesday. J looks at me like- 'you can't be serious. We just drove 5 hours to turn around and go back home?' He basically says it's up to me, but if we turn around, we aren't going back...
Well, we turn around. It's not like I am going to not go to a job interview. I can't afford to do that in this job market. But I was incredibly upset, because I have been looking forward to the break for the entire summer. This summer has been one relentless stream of things to do, and I needed the break, big time. And on top of it, I made him miss a day of work and ruin his vacation as well.
Well, about a half an hour later, I get an email for ANOTHER interview, this one with the school I've been working in, so I've got a pretty good shot, at least I think so... It's on Friday. So basically, it was, if I don't hear about the first interview within a day, and could cancel the other one, I wasn't going at all.
But I still wanted J to go. We were talking to his parents the whole time, about getting him there, and they offered to drive to get him. Well, the only problem was I still only had about 18 hours to drive 5 hours back home, plan a lesson, sleep, and drive about an hour to the interview. So waiting for his parents wasn't an option. Until they agreed to meet us in Ocean City MD, about a 4.5 hour drive for them, and a 3.5 hour drive home for me. His aunt and uncle were staying there, and he could stay with him, drop his stuff, and relax until they got there, and I could leave so I didn't get home too late. It made me feel a bit better, but it still sucked. I still couldn't stop crying. But we went for a short walk on the beach, and we said our goodbyes, and I left. I called my friend on the way home, and she typed my lesson plan as I drove, (I can't thank her enough for that, so I am going to help her sew bridesmaids dresses tonight) and my parents met me about an hour away from home so I could get some sleep. Total of 14 hours on the road - including the interview, and I ended up where I started. I was at home by 10, but poor J didn't make it there until 1:20 am. He was on the road about 17 hours.
Next day, I woke up, got everything together, called the other school, and they agreed to move my interview. I thanked them profusely this morning when I went, and the principal was like "actually, thank you, that way we didn't have to do them all in one day!" So I was free to leave for the beach after the interview. The interview went well, and afterwards, I found out my uncle was in the hospital again, so I went to visit him. I was even there when the doctor was there, which is good, since I am his only niece, and someday, I win the award of having 4 parents to take care of!
My parents decided that they didn't think I should drive the whole 8 hours by myself, so my mom went with me, and we left on Wednesday morning, the day after the interview, because she worked on Tuesday night. Oh, Mark- I've never been so disappointed that you moved out of the area, because I probably could have gotten away with driving there myself if you still lived in Chesapeake. You could have been my second halfway stop. But it worked out fine. I got there, had a good time, and finally got to relax. I really needed like 4 days not to do anything. I could have used more, but at this point, I'm happy I got to go at all.
The drive home sucked though. We ended up sitting in traffic for like all 7 miles of 95 we go on. And then J and I got into an argument because I didn't warn his parents. He was the one that wasn't driving. I didn't bring it up either. (my own selfish reasons that they went to a restaurant on the way home and J wouldn't stop, so I didn't want them getting home before us yet. Petty of me, absolutely. Do I feel bad about it now? Not as much as I should. Plus they drove it. I was mad at him because his only reasoning was he wanted to get home earlier. And I didn't disagree. But I wasn't missing out on the restaurant just to give them directions to go home another way. Oh, and he didn't let me go around it, even though I could see on google maps it was backed up for miles, and I easily could have).
But we got home, and he forgave me, because he knew I was stressed about my interviews today (one at 8 for the school I work at, and another at 11:30).
I think the first interview went well. At least I hope it did. I actually really want it, even though it is gifted, and the other is art. I just love my school and I am too attached. Even though it isn't art, I know I would be incredibly happy there.
So sorry for the long summary.
TL;DR - Alyssa got five hours to beach after a job interview, had to turn around and leave J behind, so he could go to beach while she went back for a second interview. She was upset, but eventually moved another interview so she could go, and ended up driving with her mom. It was relaxing, but she got into a fight with J on the way home because of stress. She went to her job interviews and she thought they all went well, even though she knows she didn't get that first job that caused the trouble because they were supposed to decide today.
(I don't know why I wrote that in third person. I'm done now. Officially.)
Let's start with Monday. I go to my interview. It goes very well, but I'm not optimistic, because when have I ever gotten a second interview. I leave, join J in the car, and we head straight south to meet his family for vacation.
We have a nice car ride, talk about how we are going to work things in the house when we move. Find out that the plumber bought the wrong faucet and we got a free upgrade.
All fine and dandy...
Until 5 hours in and I get a call for a second interview. Lovely! Until she says it's on Tuesday. And has to be on Tuesday. J looks at me like- 'you can't be serious. We just drove 5 hours to turn around and go back home?' He basically says it's up to me, but if we turn around, we aren't going back...
Well, we turn around. It's not like I am going to not go to a job interview. I can't afford to do that in this job market. But I was incredibly upset, because I have been looking forward to the break for the entire summer. This summer has been one relentless stream of things to do, and I needed the break, big time. And on top of it, I made him miss a day of work and ruin his vacation as well.
Well, about a half an hour later, I get an email for ANOTHER interview, this one with the school I've been working in, so I've got a pretty good shot, at least I think so... It's on Friday. So basically, it was, if I don't hear about the first interview within a day, and could cancel the other one, I wasn't going at all.
But I still wanted J to go. We were talking to his parents the whole time, about getting him there, and they offered to drive to get him. Well, the only problem was I still only had about 18 hours to drive 5 hours back home, plan a lesson, sleep, and drive about an hour to the interview. So waiting for his parents wasn't an option. Until they agreed to meet us in Ocean City MD, about a 4.5 hour drive for them, and a 3.5 hour drive home for me. His aunt and uncle were staying there, and he could stay with him, drop his stuff, and relax until they got there, and I could leave so I didn't get home too late. It made me feel a bit better, but it still sucked. I still couldn't stop crying. But we went for a short walk on the beach, and we said our goodbyes, and I left. I called my friend on the way home, and she typed my lesson plan as I drove, (I can't thank her enough for that, so I am going to help her sew bridesmaids dresses tonight) and my parents met me about an hour away from home so I could get some sleep. Total of 14 hours on the road - including the interview, and I ended up where I started. I was at home by 10, but poor J didn't make it there until 1:20 am. He was on the road about 17 hours.
Next day, I woke up, got everything together, called the other school, and they agreed to move my interview. I thanked them profusely this morning when I went, and the principal was like "actually, thank you, that way we didn't have to do them all in one day!" So I was free to leave for the beach after the interview. The interview went well, and afterwards, I found out my uncle was in the hospital again, so I went to visit him. I was even there when the doctor was there, which is good, since I am his only niece, and someday, I win the award of having 4 parents to take care of!
My parents decided that they didn't think I should drive the whole 8 hours by myself, so my mom went with me, and we left on Wednesday morning, the day after the interview, because she worked on Tuesday night. Oh, Mark- I've never been so disappointed that you moved out of the area, because I probably could have gotten away with driving there myself if you still lived in Chesapeake. You could have been my second halfway stop. But it worked out fine. I got there, had a good time, and finally got to relax. I really needed like 4 days not to do anything. I could have used more, but at this point, I'm happy I got to go at all.
The drive home sucked though. We ended up sitting in traffic for like all 7 miles of 95 we go on. And then J and I got into an argument because I didn't warn his parents. He was the one that wasn't driving. I didn't bring it up either. (my own selfish reasons that they went to a restaurant on the way home and J wouldn't stop, so I didn't want them getting home before us yet. Petty of me, absolutely. Do I feel bad about it now? Not as much as I should. Plus they drove it. I was mad at him because his only reasoning was he wanted to get home earlier. And I didn't disagree. But I wasn't missing out on the restaurant just to give them directions to go home another way. Oh, and he didn't let me go around it, even though I could see on google maps it was backed up for miles, and I easily could have).
But we got home, and he forgave me, because he knew I was stressed about my interviews today (one at 8 for the school I work at, and another at 11:30).
I think the first interview went well. At least I hope it did. I actually really want it, even though it is gifted, and the other is art. I just love my school and I am too attached. Even though it isn't art, I know I would be incredibly happy there.
So sorry for the long summary.
TL;DR - Alyssa got five hours to beach after a job interview, had to turn around and leave J behind, so he could go to beach while she went back for a second interview. She was upset, but eventually moved another interview so she could go, and ended up driving with her mom. It was relaxing, but she got into a fight with J on the way home because of stress. She went to her job interviews and she thought they all went well, even though she knows she didn't get that first job that caused the trouble because they were supposed to decide today.
(I don't know why I wrote that in third person. I'm done now. Officially.)
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