Tag Archives: job search

And here I thought I’d have all this time on my hands…

19 May

Now that I’m between jobs I thought there’d be plenty of time to find a new job, catch up on projects, write a few screenplays, read a few books and nap a lot. Not sure where I got that idea:

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The world needs more lemonade

15 Apr

going out of business fixture sale #hiremeYou may have noticed I added a new category to the blog: “In which I fetch my pinks & hunt for jobs.”

I’m an anglophile. Couldn’t help it.

The job hunt continues.

The positives:

  • The social media social community. I adore you all. I love hearing from you and learning from you and knowing I am not alone. You are a blessing.
  • Positive meeting with a headhunter a week ago. She was lovely, and it was a great experience. I went solely with the attitude of making a new friend.
  • One week to the hour later I got a small freelance offer followed by a potential job lead. Hooray!
  • A long-time customer cried because she was worried about me losing my job. Another customer came back into the store to tell me she had heard of a social media job opening. I had to hug them both.
  • Because my insurance is about to expire, I was forced to go to the dentist. Rather than the usual torment I found a treasure. Best. Hygenist. Ever. Can’t wait to get new insurance so I can go again.
  • Celebrating that my co-worker has has found a new job, and my boss is very close to doing so. Yay!

I’ve got a great boss who tells me, “If we haven’t found a job yet, it just means that the right job isn’t ready yet.” Translation: don’t be impatient, Jennifer. God does love you. God is your provider. And He has not forgotten to open a door for you. Wait on Him. I keep having to remind myself the hurry is in my head, not His. Deep breath. Exhale. Continue reading

9 new, fresh approaches to the old, tired job search

11 Mar

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This time it’s going to be different.

Do you ever get tired of change? My life is on the verge of change…again. Occasionally there have been changes that were happily met, but I find the more fear I feel for what’s behind the mystery door, the more resistant I tend to be toward going through it. What could be behind that door could be SO AMAZING. Is it the pessimist in me — or the small fearful child — who believes it’s more practical to be ready for the worst to come through it at me instead? Continue reading