I am in beautiful San Francisco for a conference! My last one, obviously, and I am doing a poster. Why I didn’t elect to do these in prior conferences, I will never know. So much less stress and more one-on-one interaction.
Later on, I am meeting up with two different people with one very odd thing in common: They were both on committees that rejected me for a job. It sounds like I’m a glutton for punishment, but both are for good reasons. One has become a friend and research collaborator, and we wanted to hang out a bit. The last time I saw her was during my campus visit last year, so it will be nice to catch up. The other is someone I met when I interviewed at a university very close to where I will be moving in 17 (!!!!!) days, and I want to reconnect and perhaps get advice as to what I could do outside of academia in that region. She was really cool to me during my visit, and she could be a powerful resource for me as I begin to remake my professional identity.
I think tomorrow and Monday will involve a lot of sight-seeing, walking around, and general non-conference stuff. I bought a bath bomb at Lush and will take full advantage of my hotel’s bathtub, since we have had only a shower stall since we moved in July. Ahhh…
We have a house, and it’s even more awesome than the one we didn’t get. Some bad things do, in fact, turn out OK.
Things were going so well, I felt so grateful…Of COURSE something had to go wrong. Sigh.
The spouse leaves New Mexico tomorrow to come home (yay!) and was going to sign the lease this morning so that it would be dealt with during his trip. The dude backed out on him this morning, citing some kind of family conflict that necessitated that he move back into the place rather than rent it. This after a couple of weeks of him waffling, backing out, then saying all was resolved. Needless to say, the spouse gave him the what-for. We could have signed a lease with a few other places, but declined to do so because he assured us it was going to work out. I so desperately loathe flaky people who can’t get their shit together. We’re applying for approval on a cute little place in another fairly desirable neighborhood and hoping that it pans out today so that the spouse can sign the lease and come home happy.
It didn’t help matters that I was teaching all morning and then dealing with an onslaught of student meetings immediately after. Spouse was texting and calling and not getting an answer, which I’m sure did nothing for his peace of mind. So after I’ve dealt with all that, I get the bad news and immediately swing into action from my end. I didn’t eat lunch until 12:30, and those of you who know me know that it’s a big deal for me to eat late. However, time was of the essence and I had to get on it right away.
After being on this low-FODMAP diet for a couple of months, I am noticing that my appetite and metabolism are super-human. I swear I could eat 5 meals a day if I’d let myself. At the same time, I’m dropping all kinds of weight. This is a good thing, but now that I’m not in a position financially to invest in new clothes, my stuff is just hanging off of me. I buy my work clothes a little big to err on the side of conservatism, but now they’re just ridiculously huge. The upshot is that when I am in a position to buy clothes again, I’ll be in a much bigger and cooler city that has real stores. A silver lining in every cloud, I suppose.
It is starting to feel so real. I have 3 more teaching days left, I am selling our things off left and right, and plans are being made for various farewells. There are a few places and people I will miss, but I am so ready for a new life in a new place.
The spouse is out there for a week to pave the way, and I am so envious! He has so much to do, and it is likely stressful, but he gets to spend time getting to know the place. By a stroke of great fortune, he has been hooked in to some great networking opportunities. We hope it turns into something while maintaining a healthy dose of cynicism. My own job search isn’t bringing up much, but I will remain optimistic. One job sent a quick rejection, but I anticipated that. If you list a job with a close date within a week, you obviously have someone in mind. Another position didn’t get funding, so the search failed. I will continue to apply and hope for something to happen before my last paycheck in mid-August.
This weekend, I have tentative plans with a few friends, and I will begin packing. Should be interesting! I will have moved 3 times in 33 months, so I am a pro by now. Paring down our belongings really helps, too. We will be moving far less furniture, books, clothing, etc. than we did in any of our prior moves. I welcome this new minimalism that we’ve embraced, that’s for sure.
It has been some time, dear readers. I don’t really have the excuse of being busy, just nothing much to write about. We are actively seeking a place to live, jobs, and all that, but nothing is yet decided (hence the lack of updates).
We are rapidly divesting ourselves of many unnecessary possessions, including a crapton of furniture. My university has a campus-wide message center where people post all kinds of notices, and it is amazing for selling things! Thus far I have sold a desk, bookshelf, futon, patio furniture, an A/C unit, a Keurig, and 2 end tables. I may be selling a chair and ottoman, a bed, and our dryer very soon. This accomplishes a number of objectives: Moving as easily as possible, downsizing so as to fit in a smaller place, and making money where we can. What with all the uncertainty ahead of us, we need to conserve. Fewer possessions mean no need to hire movers, a smaller truck, and less gas. It’s really kind of great.
The job search is going pretty well so far. No action yet, but I feel like there are enough jobs there for me to eventually land something. My goal is to have a job by early August, if not earlier. Even if the job isn’t well-paying, getting my foot in the door somewhere and earning something (rather than bleeding our savings) will help. The Spouse is heading there this week to do some networking and find housing for us, so it feels like good things are on the horizon.
With the sun finally coming out, the weather warming up, and all the possibilities ahead of me, things are good.
Well, folks…Big news here. In early summer (date TBD), we will pack up our earthly belongings and move to Albuquerque. We do not yet have jobs lined up, but Spouse is taking the New Mexico Bar in July, and I will start looking once we establish a moving date.
The trip we just took was genuinely for R&R, but we found that it would be quite livable for us even if money was a bit tight. We felt happy in a way we haven’t been in years, and I don’t think it was just because we were on vacation.
It may sound crazy, but we think this is doable. I have income until mid-August, and we have substantial savings. Between the two of us, something has to pan out by the end of the year. We aren’t necessarily seeking high-paying, prestigious jobs, and we both have very marketable skills that translate well in other fields. I am still keeping my Foreign Service candidacy open to see where that takes us. I can always say no, but it doesn’t hurt to try.
We both need new surroundings and a new life, and the ABQ seems to give us everything we need: Good weather, beautiful nature, low cost of living, interesting culture, and fantastic food. We are finally excited about our future, and we are the ones making things happen. I haven’t felt this good in quite a long time.