I am reporting from my kitchen, where a toddler party (tunes and snacks) is in progress. My son is reciting "track 41!" and noticing how many eeeees Pete Seeger has in his name. Thank you, iTunes, for making my son an early reader--of song titles!
I had a job interview this morning. The person who interviewed me was an incredibly wonderful and charismatic potential boss lady. The organization is a very worthy one--direct service to people with AIDS and HIV. It's a development job, mostly grant writing with a little communications also. The organization hasn't published an annual report in a few years. It sounds like a great job and I am inclined to take it, except:
1. I realize that the person who interviewed me raised the money for several major buildings in the Boston area, and that she might be a little bit of a salesperson! I left the meeting ready to march the street for this organization! It might be a good idea to reserve judgement until the second interview, when I meet some other people from the office.
2. The money is significantly less ($5K-$7K/yr) than what I used to make.
In the afternoon I met with my grant writing client, which was fun and profitable. I am going to draft a general proposal for him.
Then I walked to my son's daycare place to get him and brought him back in the stroller. I got in about half an hour of fast walking on hills that way.
A very good day, even though I of course had even more goals in mind for myself.
Last night we went outside to plant some tomato seedlings and one zucchini plant in the bed with the battle of the herbs. (It's a very peaceful, quiet battle so far, though the mint plants seem to believe in peace through preparedness and are grabbing territory!) I took photos and then my husband came out and took more and better ones. The herbs look green and healthy, and my son looked cute and curly. His idea of gardening involves moving dirt around in a little flowerpot and praising the lemon balm plant. The lemon balm plant responds well to praise.
I have five stories in process right now, in various stages of completion:
1. Reversathon--one sentence summary! eep. That's the only one with a deadline!
2. ten pages of the last installment of Snape's Escape--on my desktop for months now!
3. five page of a sequel to the story I wrote for
karasu_hime's birthday--has to have a happy ending!
4. Four pages of a Snarry story that is not in the Blue Tranquilium line and seems to want to write itself even though I'm not interested (!)
5. lots of notes for the fifth chapter of Heart's Obligations, probably about three pages but they are in my notebook still
This is ridiculous. I have to finish at least one of these this week.
I had a job interview this morning. The person who interviewed me was an incredibly wonderful and charismatic potential boss lady. The organization is a very worthy one--direct service to people with AIDS and HIV. It's a development job, mostly grant writing with a little communications also. The organization hasn't published an annual report in a few years. It sounds like a great job and I am inclined to take it, except:
1. I realize that the person who interviewed me raised the money for several major buildings in the Boston area, and that she might be a little bit of a salesperson! I left the meeting ready to march the street for this organization! It might be a good idea to reserve judgement until the second interview, when I meet some other people from the office.
2. The money is significantly less ($5K-$7K/yr) than what I used to make.
In the afternoon I met with my grant writing client, which was fun and profitable. I am going to draft a general proposal for him.
Then I walked to my son's daycare place to get him and brought him back in the stroller. I got in about half an hour of fast walking on hills that way.
A very good day, even though I of course had even more goals in mind for myself.
Last night we went outside to plant some tomato seedlings and one zucchini plant in the bed with the battle of the herbs. (It's a very peaceful, quiet battle so far, though the mint plants seem to believe in peace through preparedness and are grabbing territory!) I took photos and then my husband came out and took more and better ones. The herbs look green and healthy, and my son looked cute and curly. His idea of gardening involves moving dirt around in a little flowerpot and praising the lemon balm plant. The lemon balm plant responds well to praise.
I have five stories in process right now, in various stages of completion:
1. Reversathon--one sentence summary! eep. That's the only one with a deadline!
2. ten pages of the last installment of Snape's Escape--on my desktop for months now!
3. five page of a sequel to the story I wrote for
4. Four pages of a Snarry story that is not in the Blue Tranquilium line and seems to want to write itself even though I'm not interested (!)
5. lots of notes for the fifth chapter of Heart's Obligations, probably about three pages but they are in my notebook still
This is ridiculous. I have to finish at least one of these this week.
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Date: 2006-06-13 02:55 am (UTC)Good luck with the job interview/potential position.
Impressed by the sheer number of things you are working on. Can't wait to see them when they appear...
Maggie
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Date: 2006-06-13 04:07 am (UTC)Yea! for lots of fast walking! I've started wearing a pedometer and trying to walk 10,000 paces a day (about 8km). As this is the distance to work and back, I'm raking up the mileage (kilometerage?)
Have your son say I sez 'hey' to the lemon balm. I'll bet you're getting all kinds of neat bugs and slugs and things--those are great fun! Do you let him watch YouTube videos? I found out that they have some Minna No Uta (Songs for Everyone), which are creative and funky music videos aired on Japanese national TV. They are popular with kids.
Gambaramba: The Boddhisatva Jizo does a funky dance and rap to the funky phrase Gambaramba (Gotta keep trying!)
O-Sampo: "The walk" is just that--two friends take a walk.
Furusato: This is probably my favourite Minna no Uta of all time. The whimsical animation, the skilful weaving in of Japanese children's rhymes and familiar scenery and events (village festival, etc.), it's all perfect. The title means "old home town", and the haunting chorus fuke fuke kaze yo means 'blow wind blow'. It is pretty much a perfect depiction of how I felt as an elementary school child in the autumn, as though magic were all around....
/random babbling
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Date: 2006-06-13 05:52 am (UTC)I have a fig plant that also loves praise. :-) I praise it every now and then, and we've been together since my first year at university.
Good luck with the second interview and with arranging all your different jobs!
And happy writing, too!
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Date: 2006-06-14 10:58 pm (UTC)