An Update of Sorts

Tomorrow's the big day as far as the job hunt goes. The principal from the school has called ALL of my references today so they're definitely doing their homework. After the interview I'm heading home (again) for the holiday weekend and my cousin's bridal shower (who's wedding I'm in). I don't even think I've TOLD you all about that whole thing yet, have I? Hmmm...

I mentioned my attempt at playing it "cool" with this new guy (we'll call him... Coach), so after he called me on Sunday night to check in and make sure I was rooting for Baylor (oops), I haven't called or texted him at all. (GO MEE!!!!!) Of course, I thought the package I sent him had been delivered and I hadn't heard anything and he must've thought I was a HUGE LOSER and TOTALLY TOO MUCH so he was just going to ignore me from here on out. I was on the phone with my youngest sister last night lamenting about the fact that I'm SUCH A LAME-O and as she was so nicely reminding me about the time I left a surprise package of wine glasses at ANOTHER guy's house (thanks for solidifying my CRAZINESS Kate, you really know how to make a girl feel better) I got a text from "Coach".

WHOOP, WHOOP!

He was just checking in to see how I was adjusting back in CT and at school. He mentioned that he hasn't been feeling well so he's been going to bed early to get rested for the weekend (!!!!!!) ((We're supposed to hang out)). And, I told him about my second interview.

Still no mention of the package, so jury's still out on whether or not that will send him running, SCREAMING in the other direction.

In the meantime... I've got a 5 mile run to do, one jazz class, and then I'm packing and getting organized to come home for the weekend.

So Much to Say

I had two interviews while I was at home which was great timing for me. I thought I rocked the first one, and felt really great about it. The second one? Lasted fifteen minutes. Really. I drove 75 minutes for a 15 minute interview. I thought they just decided I wasn't a good fit and moved on.

Yesterday I heard back from both of them. The first one, went in a little bit of a different direction than they had originally intended but loved me. In 90+ applicants I'm in the top four. They might have one more position open and will call me if they do. They ended up going with someone with more experience (go figure) which I'm not at all surprised by because the teacher already on that team was a fuddy-duddy-oldie teacher. You know the kind I'm talking about- - wears jean jumpers, doesn't like new ideas, and is STUCK in the late 80's early 90's.

The second school, the one who's interview I thought I failed? Invited me back for a day-long site visit. I'm one of three finalists. We'll see how this goes.

The rest of my vacation was really quiet and relaxing. More so than I ever would have wanted or planned for myself, but sometimes... you don't have a choice. Jax finally texted me 10 days after he broke up with me. We've talked about a lot of things. He would ultimately like to get back together and has apologized for acting like an idiot. I'm not sure I'm ready to hop back on that bandwagon. What's the hardest is that I wouldn't have broken up with him- - I was really looking forward to spending some time together. However... now that we ARE broken up I feel like we could use this time to get settled on our own, figure some things out, and go from there.

Of course, in the meantime... of Jax not talking to me at all, I met someone. You KNEW that was coming, right!? At the same bar I met Jax- -I KNOW, I need to get out more, you don't need to tell me that. He seems like a great guy, I'm totally into him, but he's a TOTAL player which I don't need AT ALL. He took me out on a fantastic date, we hung out at the bar two other nights and he still has not kissed me. (Although, for our first date he DID suggest heading to his (and his ex-wife's) house, making dinner and chillin' in the hot tub...)

There is SO much more to say about this guy, but I'm waiting to see how things play out. I'm trying to play it cool which, you KNOW, I'm terrible at. And just in case you needed FURTHER evidence that I'm a complete PSYCHO, playing it cool means purchasing a book we discussed while on our date, writing a short note to go with it, and mailing it to his work. (TOLD YA!!!!!)

I just don't want to get into another situation where I don't get exactly what I want. I know, relationships are cooperative, you've gotta give and take, BLAH. BLAH. BLAH. I'm over that. For now. I want to be pursued. Hardcore. Do you hear that boys?!?! It's. ALL. ABOUT. ME.

Thankyouverymuch.

Oy

I've got a hot date tonight (with probably one of the biggest player's in my county- - I know.), and an ex-boyfriend who'd like to revisit his decision...

Hmmmm.

Ouch

It's been a long almost-week. I knew that things were a little off with Jax and I but I figured two solid weeks at home, hanging out and spending time together would be good.

Apparently not.

It's just been so weird and awkward and honestly, really disappointing. It's not that I thought he and I were necessarily meant to be TOGETHER. FOREVER. But it was really nice to have someone to make plans with and hang out with whenever I was home. To have someone who cared (well, who I THOUGHT cared) about me, my well being, and my plans.

I was totally blindsided and really hurt by the way things turned out. Initially I held off with him because I didn't want to do a long-distance relationship (remember? BEEN THERE. DONE THAT.) but he spent four months convincing me and showing me that he would be the best boyfriend ever. I don't take having a boyfriend lightly. I finally said yes, and it lasted 10 weeks. I could die over that. It's so embarrassing.

Not only that but we hang out at the SAME BAR. Now? He completely ignores me. It is so strange. I could see if I totally hurt him and he hated me, but he really doesn't have any reason to make things awkward. I just hate that he (obviously) didn't care enough about me or my feelings to handle things differently.

I'm not perfect, I know that, but it is so frustrating to be continuously disappointed by people.

Not only that but we had some long-term plans that I was looking forward to... ayyyyiyii. This blows.

Of course, I know- I'll better off, it wasn't meant to be, etc, etc, etc. Still. For the time being? This sucks.

I love having three sisters and I love being the oldest, but it's times like these that make me wish I had an older brother. I know if I did, they would throw down and at least make a statement. Somehow it's just not the same if your parents or a younger sister does it...

In the meantime I'm working on keeping busy...

Saw it Coming...

Jax broke up with me last night.

At the bar.

That's all I have to say about that.

Clarification

It has come to my attention (Thanks to my aunt, Jane) that you may have assumed I censored our neighbor's email address and put in a generic "pleasekeepmeposted@gmail.com".

This is NOT the case.

pleasekeepmeposted@gmail.com is the email address she gave us.

I wish I was joking.

Won't You Be My Neighbor?

I know I've told you about the drama with our neighbors. It's hard to fully explain but we received that rude note about the parking. I was going to ignore it but my sister doesn't handle things quite so...easily as I do. She wrote a note back saying that we'd never want to put anyone in danger and if there are certain times they NEED the front spot we'd be happy to oblige.

Cut to last Thursday.

I opened the mailbox and saw just one note in there with our names written on the front. I almost didn't take it. It was after a long day of conferences, I had to babysit in twenty minutes and I just didn't have it in me emotionally to get riled up about anything.

I should have stuck with that plan.

I was on the phone with my mom so I grabbed the note, got in my car and opened it to read it to her.

Hi Guys,

Thanks for the nice letter, sorry it took so long for response. Just FYI none of us should use the fence so it is great that we can share it. C and I have been double parking for 10 years and you can imagine how annoying it could become. Maybe we could talk about what days work for everyone. (Me: "Wow, Mom, I think she's getting nicer. Maybe M's note worked!) If you want we can set a date/time and go over it. You could come over for a glass of wine. Whatever works for you. We are happy to live next to you, you seem kind and flexible. YEAH! (Me: "Uhhh, Mom? I don't think she's being nice...) My email is pleasekeepmeposted@gmail.com.

Best,
J

Uhhhh...WHAT?!?!?

I CANNOT BELIEVE how snarky and sarcastic that note was. I vetoed my sister and we completely ignored it/her. Whenever I see them now I pretend I don't.

BUT. IT GETS BETTER.

I babysat for the entire weekend so Friday afternoon I threw my overnight bag in the car and headed out. My sister came to join me Friday evening to have dinner, do some laundry and keep me company. She came back Saturday morning at 8am and THEY WERE PARKED ON OUR SIDE.

ON OUR SIDE.

AFTER BEING LITTLE POOTERS ABOUT THE PARKING.

THEY WERE ON OUR SIDE.

The husband happened to be outside and said to my sister, "Ohhh, well, my wife saw you put bags in your cars so we figured you were gone for the weekend."

Uhhhh. NO. WE'RE NOT. WE'RE AROUND. YOU PSYCHO LITTLE PARKING CREEPS.

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My posting has been lame-@$$ recently. I apologize. I'm applying for EVERY job I possibly can and EVERY JOB has an additional two essays that are required when submitting an application. I've written more in the past two weeks than I have throughout all of graduate school and when applying to college. It's overwhelming and makes for ZERO time over here in blog land. I promise, I'll be better as soon as I can.

Monday, Monday

Ohhh Monday, we meet again. Luckily for me, this is a (NOTHER!) short week due to conferences. I think we've probably worked two five-day weeks since the first of the year. It's pretty freakin' spectacular. Way better than my old job when we would get Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's Day and the 4th of July.

Teaching? Rocks.

I was all set to give my Marathon Monday update today, but nikeplus.com doesn't seem to be WORKING. I log on and NONE OF MY RUNS ARE SAVED so... I'm in FREAK OUT MODE. I've been saving my runs on that thing since December of 2006. That's LOT of running. I was almost through the green zone and there's no way in hell I'm starting over. Those techies at Nike better get things fixed this morning.

I'm ready to cut a Bia.

Things with Jax are (slightly) better. He's still kind of bugging me, but I'm trying to ignore it. He has just not been attentive enough lately. I know I sound like a loser, but...I'm entitled. (I think.) He better adjust his attitude before I come home for spring break, that's all I have to say.

The weekend was quiet which was awesome but I've found myself getting bored more easily. I'm usually so busy I'm never bored. I think I'm still adjusting to being done grad school and panicked about not having a job yet. I need one of those. You know, a J-O-B. Like BAD.