already a little stir crazy

(PICS: my most excellent hosts, tracy - making cookies. i get cookies! - jesse, realistically playing video games, but still smiling for the camera, and caitlin, serenely reading)

so. sat in front of my computer with a myriad of spreadsheets out before me. forced myself to call several people who might help me get a job. scheduled some meetings for next week. walked around the room. looked at the ny times. walked around again. decided to exercise. changed. ran up/down stairs. ran up/down stairs again. did some exercises with my 5 pound weights in vain attempt to recreate gym-like atmosphere at home. did sit ups.

watched "what a girl wants" with amanda bynes and colin firth about quirky american daughter who goes to london to find her straitlaced noble father (hijinks ensue). cried at the end.

walked around the house. did email. walked around a little more. tracy's kids came home from school and i decided i *really* needed to get out. went to the bank. then the store. then home. then cooked dinner for an extended period of time, ignoring all directions, eventually finishing and ending with a stomach ache.

point: being unemployed is HARD.

oh, and i had a job interview today - phone interview. for one of those nonprofity, altruistic organizations that demands all of your time, and your soul and gives you very little compensation and no support. so, i'm excited that they wanted to talk to me. I'm frustrated that the world of nonprofits is being built on the backs of the young, smart, energetic - and will probably burn them out very soon without creating any institutional knowledge or culture to sustain the sector in the future.

but tomorrow i'm going to be hanging with a college friend (through my friend amy christie) volunteering to do good works in the bay area. so, it should be fun. we'll be painting things.

in the meantime, i'm still looking for a job and a life here. what no one tells you: transitions are not only hard; they take a loooong time. oh, yeah, and they make you break out like an adolescent.