Sunday, April 30, 2017

None of Us Are Unscathed

So far, I've been locked in the bedroom, Andy got locked in a bathroom, all but one of Calisto's favorite sleeping spots are gone, and I had to brush some white racing stripes off of Theo this week. Selling a house is not for the faint of heart.

We've had to push the photography back a bit so we can get the carpet stretched and cleaned.  But today is STILL another fun-filled prep day.  I have forgotten what we used to do on weekends, but I'm sure it was much more fun than house prep.  Then again, what isn't?

Thanks for your encouragement, everyone.  The thing I realized this weekend is that not ONCE in any of the interviews I have done have any of the organizations acted IN ANY WAY like this was a mutually-beneficial arrangement or that my skills were something they should want.  All of them have been about why they should hire me.  That's a fair question, of course, but especially in the nonprofit world, I am nowhere NEAR entry-level and have often had more experience than the person I am interviewing with--that should be worth something.  I am good at what I do, and no one is doing me a favor by hiring me--I bring a lot to the table too.  We can afford for me not to work, so if it takes more time to find something, that's fine.  I left the music store partly because the owner didn't respect his employees.  I don't need to make that mistake again.

So, I'm putting the job situation on hold for a while and thinking about some options.  In the meantime, I have a house to prep.  :)

Friday, April 28, 2017

Friday

Eke!  We said we would have the house ready to photograph on Monday.  Part of me is completely stressed out by that idea, but if we don't have a deadline, we could "prep" forever, and I think another house in our neighborhood is about to go up for sale, so it's time.

Here's a question for you:  If someone tells you at the end of an interview that "they're hoping to reach a decision by next week," and it's now Friday of that week and you've heard absolutely nothing, has that ever not been a total blow-off?  No one ever hears a week later that something just came up right, and all the phones and email were down, so they couldn't let you know of the delay in any way short of smoke signals?  That never happens, right?  So I have just gotten the professional brush-off from another charity.  Don't worry--I'm not insane (mostly)--I'm not going to consider charities as an option anymore.  They don't generally pay well, expect long hours, and, apparently, value people even LESS than when I decided to leave charities in the first place, which is sort of amazing.

At least there's one positive thing about the job search saga:  it does make prepping the house NOT the least frustrating thing I'm doing right now.  Not by a long shot............

Thursday, April 27, 2017

Almost There

It's clean and ready,
 
but I don't really get to play in it now because I don't have time and sewing makes a huge mess, or at least it does when I do it.  It's so funny that I'm this sad about not being able to sew--I originally learned to sew in 4-H and HATED it.  I think I could have enjoyed it, but for my mother, it wasn't important just to learn something or--heaven forbid--just getting to enjoy something.  Nope, it had to be about earning a blue ribbon at the fair.  Not for my sake--for hers, because I didn't care.  But sewing 4-H was about her being AT me all the time about it constantly--no wonder I gave it up for showing cattle because it was outside and I could do it myself without her bothering me.  I actually liked the sewing part, but the whole experience was so hateful that I didn't attempt it again until I was well into my 30s.  I think the saddest part is that she still has my 4-H ribbons and won't throw them out even though I have asked her to do so--I guess they mean that much to her.  Heaven knows I don't want them and can't stand the sight of them. 

Speaking of getting rid of things, I found a quarter yard of the world's most obnoxious fabric,
and some acrylic yarn lurking in the back of one of the closets.  
These are from the puppet "kits" I made years and years ago for our youngest nieces and nephews.  They aren't listed in my stash anywhere, but I am totally counting them in my stash totals for the year.  I'm not clear why they were in that particular closet, but we're kind of at the last stages of cleaning when things don't really have to make sense.  Yesterday I had to text Andy to come and rescue me from our bedroom because he had removed the doorknobs to touch up the paint, and without thinking about it, I had closed the door and only LATER found out I couldn't open the mechanism without a knob.  At this rate, having strangers traipsing through our home might actually BE the more relaxing part of this endeavor--at least for us.  We're not really sure about the cats, but at least they have access to the backyard and we have the kitty pheromone spray that seems to help calm them.  And there's always the de-stress pills if that doesn't work.  

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

One Down

Thanks to my ever-present assistants,
the sewing room is done and ready for showing.  Now I just need to get all the rest of them finished.

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

There Has Been Knitting!

I spent yesterday doing more house prepping, but I get tired and have to take breaks, which I normally spend job-hunting, but I have decided to take a break from that abuse and instead:
worked on the Begonia Swirl shawl.  It's down to just the last 10 rows, but they are LONG rows.  Still, a lot more satisfying than the job hunt.  I did sort of receive an update on the charity that stood me up for an interview, though not from the actual charity, of course, even after I had followed up with the regional manager about what had happened.  I'm using Indeed.com, and the website updated me that the position is no longer available on the charity's website.  This is how low things have gotten--the biggest courtesy I've received lately is from an automatic search engine.  It's so nice to be valued.

I think we'll be ready to list the house by the end of the week, which will be such a relief--although I guess then we have to deal with total strangers wandering through our house, so that might actually be even worse in some ways.  I see a LOT of long walks in my future.

Monday, April 24, 2017

New Life Lessons Learned:

1.  Given the right set of circumstances, one can starch the daylights out of carpet with water-soluble stabilizer and a tipped over water glass
 2.  Never decide to sell one's house in the middle of a sewing project:
3.  When you have packed your yarn stash away in a storage pod, the Knitting Gods will try to help you restore balance:
 4.  Look for the parts to rehang closet doors BEFORE you pack everything away, or have a spouse who is a really good guesser in hardware stores:
5. Even with most of my stuff packed away, my sewing room is STILL messier than any of the ones on Pinterest:
6.   There's a certain amount of tragedy in having a newly-cleaned and organized sewing room but no time to play in it:
7.  Some people might feel bad about finding fabric they don't remember.  My first thought, of course, was "Yippee!"
 8. Getting a house ready to sell can make one so thoroughly sick of the house that one will no longer be at all sad about selling.

Saturday, April 22, 2017

Are You Sitting Down?

Yesterday I went to a quilt show and didn't buy ANYTHING.  Not even a pattern.  I don't think I was running a fever, but I didn't actually check.  If I hadn't been on a fabric-buying ban I might have bought something, but then again, it was so overwhelming that it might have been hard to decide on anything--we skipped the booths that had mostly fabric because it was just an overload.  THERE'S something I never thought I'd say.

Friday, April 21, 2017

And A Week Later....

If any of you were thinking that by now I would have heard something from national charity #3, you would be wrong.  It was even a charity I have given money to in the past, but THAT certainly won't be happening again.


Monday, April 17, 2017

The Pod People Are Coming!

Our pod is filled and the Pod people will be out to pick it up this afternoon.  They'll store it in climate-controlled storage until we're ready for it again, then they'll bring it to our new location and we reverse the whole process.  Whew!

During all this, of course, I'm still searching for a job because getting our house ready to sell just isn't ENOUGH fun by itself.  I can't remember where we left off with the charity recruiter saga, but as I have an update, let's recap:

  •  National charity #1:   Kept setting appointments either without confirming times with the other parties, or which the other people completely disregarded anyway
  • National charity #2:  Assured me in no uncertain terms that the particular position we were discussing required NO fundraising of any kind--which I found out to be untrue in the in-person interview, right after I said I was tired of fundraising
  • And last week's cake-taker, national charity #3:  Called on Thursday to set an appointment for a phone screen the following day, then completely blew off the interview with no follow-up at all.  
That's correct--no follow up at ALL, even though she clearly had my email and phone number, and I actually called back on the number she called me at to leave a voicemail message finally.  But no response at all, and as the recruiter is on the east coast, it isn't like they haven't been open for several hours already.  Now I remember why I left working for national charities AND generally don't give them money. 

I had an in-person interview last week with a company I liked, but for a job that would have probably bored me to tears and been a nightmare for my hip, and while I was a bit shocked when they didn't invite me back for a second interview, I could understand completely and think it's for the best.  While part of me is just wanting to find A job, the more intelligent part of me is holding out for a job I really want--or at least could enjoy.  And not having to go through an inept recruiter would be a HUGE bonus...........:)

Thursday, April 13, 2017

639 Days!

It's now been 1 year (and a leap year at that) and 9 months since I last bought yarn!
And I have to say that my desire to buy yarn, fabric, or books has been greatly diminished by our packing adventures, although if anyone were hoping I'd be learning any great lessons about buying craft supplies, yarn and fabric in sweater bags has been REALLY helpful packing our storage pod, so I think it's sort of rewarded me more than anything else. Oops.

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

I AM DONATING YARN!

Alright, to be fair, it isn't a LOT of yarn and I didn't actually remember having it, but I'm donating it nonetheless, and as it's bulky yarn, it actually DOES free up some space.  AND that is another 5 yards of costume satin sitting there beside it.  I may not have much crafting time this year, but at least the stash is shrinking a little. 

It turns out that filling a pod storage container is like a giant game of Tetris.  Because it's going to move, things have to be securely stacked and tied down and they can't shift around, so today my project is to pack some smaller boxes because we need some filler.  I think it might work better if we were storing more furniture, but we really don't have that much furniture.  My parents have so thoroughly overcrowded every room they have with furniture that I've always tended the other direction.  We've decided to store most of our bookshelves to stabilize our boxes in the pod, but we could have skipped that.  Originally I hadn't planned to remove photographs from the wall, but our realtor said he has actually had people looking at a home who looked at a wall with pictures and honestly asked him, "Where would we put OUR pictures?"  Bless his heart--he was able to tell them that he thought the owners were planning to take their pictures with them without laughing, but I guess it's best that we remove them as one never knows, apparently. This is why, even with a background in sales, I have never once been tempted to sell real estate.  I don't think I could answer questions like that with a straight face.  :)

Monday, April 10, 2017

Not Quite In the Closet Yet

Two MONTHS after the interview process started with the American Red Cross, and two weeks since my "final" interview, I received the "we're not interested" form email from them today.  I thought I'd be disappointed, but dealing with them has been such an unprofessional mess that I'm not sure it isn't a relief.  ONE HOUR before one of the interviews that the recruiter had scheduled, I received an email from the person doing the interview that she'd scheduled my interview for 4 days later.  When I responded that the recruiter had actually scheduled it for THAT DAY, all the manager said was that she would let the recruiter know.  No "sorry for the confusion" or any acknowledgement at all that I might have rearranged my schedule to accommodate theirs or that this might be WILDLY unprofessional and rude--and the whole process was like that: times changing all the time, the recruiter and the manager obviously not communicating and just on and on.  One would think that a charity which needs donations would remember that everyone is a potential customer and should be treated accordingly, but they don't.  I think I dodged a bullet there.  What a mess. 

Speaking of mess,
we have yet another donation pile going.  The sweater on top is one I bought in college, and have pretty rarely worn because it's really kind of itchy, but I have kept it all this time.   No idea why.  Friday this was delivered,
and we're hoping to have it filled and taken away be next week if we're lucky.  It will be nice to have the boxes out of the house.  It's hard to tell if things are looking "spacious" yet as there are boxes everywhere. 

I haven't forgotten Me Made Mondays.  I wore these vivid beauties last week,
and today I'm wearing

which is basically a big mess that only works as a sweater because I made the neckband tight enough to hold a knitted sack up.  Yeah--it's from before my days of checking gauge, but it's a fun sweater to wear around the house--frankly, it's almost as big.  :)