Bravery, boredom and baldrian

Hello again you kindly, persistent readers. We are hanging in here at chateau de moose, watching the fortunes of the German national soccer team climb despite (come on, deep in your heart, you know the games have been . . . meh) so-so play. It doesn’t change the fact that it makes me happy to see the Germans happy. Yes, they are noisy, but this is all just one more big chance to let our intellectual, so very above it all neighbors reveal Germany’s prolo heart, one every bit as big as that of your standard Gerry Springer audience. Seriously, I enjoy it – although the irony of a drunken idiot leaning out of the sunroof of a tuned up honda screaming, “This is what winners look like,” is not lost on me.

Had an interview yesterday. My performance – also very meh, but although that pains me, the only thing that truly matters is its total behind-me-ness. There is yet another appointment of doom coming up next Tuesday, a position for which I am even less qualified (always fun), but that is ok, because I have a new best friend. Baldrian (valerian for you Englishers). Relaxing and catnip-like all in one little pill. (They sell this without prescription in DM, but you can’t get an aspirin there. NO, that would be dangerous.) Honestly, I think my coolness, calmness and collection yesterday sprang from my deep ambivalence about the position for which I was interviewing. Steady hours likely, distance moderate, travel time enormous, and subject matter potentially very boring.

The charming UNGS indulged me by taking me out to dinner and we watched the Spaniards win deservedly. Today I have slept and lounged and am trying to get caught up on cleaning, laundry, and everything else that doesn’t make me thing of the stomach-churning world of job hunting and interviews. (cue “I am the queen of denial”)

dammit, dammit, dammit!!!!!

The perfect job for me, I am qualified out the wazoo, over-qualified even, but that’s ok, I am confident that I could do it – pay not great but good enough and local. But, here’s the kicker. The application period doesn’t close til the 26th, which means that, in all probability, we will be out of the country when they schedule the interviews. I have added a sentence to the cover letter with info about our travel schedule, but still, it’s public sector and it pretty much means that my chances went from low to nil. (I guess I should just be happy that there even was a job like that open.)

Ok, off to returning emails about volunteering.