I Need to Get Excited
I'm having a really tough time getting excited about my knitting. I have no desire to pick up my needles. Two fabulous sweaters that I want to wear when the weather allows are languishing in my knitting basket. Languishing. Two pair of socks await. I can't seem to get it together.
The MLA website is exploding due to all of the eager job seekers pouncing on the Job Information List (JIL, for short). Poor JIL. I, of course, am trying to hit that too, but am finding myself thwarted by my (apparently gagillions of) peers. I feel the stomach acid churning just thinking about the job search process. It's going to be a long year.
I need to go shopping for a wedding dress. If only it were that simple. I have thought seriously about just ordering something from the internet and taking my chances. It would certainly save me a ton of time.
This is me these days, a dreary churning bundle of not-knitting-job-hunting-dress-delaying neuroses. This too shall pass, eh? This time next year I'll have a great job, be married to a great guy, knitting something incredibly fantastic and fulfilling, and will still be trying to get my students' papers graded.
Can't wait.
Comments
I'm sure you're not so excited phase will pass. Maybe you should knit something quick and easy, just to get some instant gratification?
I think you should go to at least ONE bridal shop. I think you'll have more fun than you think...
Hope the stress dies down a little. You are going to find an amazingly fabulous job, I just know it.
Posted by: Carrie | September 15, 2007 09:46 AM
it will pass Anita. I think there's something going around I've been feeling blah too!
Posted by: ann | September 15, 2007 01:19 PM
Yes, this will pass.
Give me a holler sometime and we'll share job search war stories! I've got some goodies, let me tell you.
Posted by: Monica | September 18, 2007 07:04 PM
Dude. I will take you shopping and make sure you have a good time.
I'll buy you lunch (but not the dress). We can make fun of all of the wee little babies getting married before they know what it's like to be a real person. You know, like having a job and paying for your own dress.
Not. Bitter. ;)
Posted by: karen-the-great | September 19, 2007 07:05 PM