February 2010

When I'm nervous, I organize

I made another jewelry (necklace) organizer frame, obviously larger this time. These are only a few of my necklaces - the 'skinnier' ones. My other ones are hanging in the back of my closet on a wall mounted tie rack: 

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I cleaned all my make-up brushes, which I hadn't done in um.. too long : 

And I organized my make up caboodle, and threw out everything that I knew was older than a year-ish : (That glass to the left is what my make up brushes go back in when they're dry.) The 3 eye shadows out of the box are the ones I use everyday for work, so I just leave them out : 

After almost 8 years... Last Day with the Province!

Wow! Can you believe it's been almost 8 years since I've started working for the Province? I have changed grown so much in these past 8 years! I was 22 years old when I started here. I had absolutely zero confidence in myself. Maybe negative confidence. like -42 on the confidence meter. I feel like I'm ready for this new challenge, new adventure. I really do! But I am still scared to suck at my new job...

I realize that I haven't blogged all the details, it's been such a whirlwind! Here's the gist of it : I went in for my Oral Interaction Test, and I though it was really hard! I was so nervous. Where I had to listen to some recorded supervisor/employee conversations and try to write down everything they said while they were saying it, to answer the questions after, I was thinking: That's it, I'm going to not get the C that this position requires. (I don't know why.. but the results are like in reverse : A - you suck B - You're good C - you're great, and E - Stands for Exemption (You're so good that you will never have to go through an oral interaction test again.) That Friday, they called me to let me know that I had passed security/background check, and that if I got a C on the Oral test, I had the job. As you can imagine, I didn't sleep all weekend. In my head I had been so nervous, had paused too many times, and I just didn't feel like I conversed in English to the best of my ability, because I was too nervous. Finally, Tuesday, the call came: "You got Exemption, do you want the job?" Um, Yes!! 

My boss was coming down to our office that same day to discuss all of this, because I had let him know that I was on the verge of accepting this position, but that I wasn't sure enough that I had scored a C to give my notice. But I was in a pickle because if I gave 2 weeks notice - as required by my contract of employment, then I would lose 2 weeks in my new Fed term. Since I had been on contract for nearly 8 years, with promises of being permanent every single year, could we negotiate those 2 weeks notice? He said that Friday (today) could be my last day!!  So my coworkers only learned that I was leaving on Tuesday, and they are kind of shocked... But they're taking me out to celebrate at The Keg for dinner. I hope I won't cry! 

So my new adventure begins on Monday! I'm super excited and scared shitless at the same time.

Not bad for a not so crafty girl huh?

Look at what I just did! I was so tired of having to sort through them in the mornings, and not remembering which earrings I had! 

Top 10 Tuesday!

I stole this from Emily :) 

1) What would you call yourself if you could choose your own name?
*** Hmmm Angelina Jolie? That might give me a few perks in the reservations department? hehe Seriously... maybe Melody.

2) What was your worst date (as in going out on a date, not an actual calendar date…unless you have a really bad one to share)?
*** I was about 17... went on a date with some guy to the drive-in movies.... His glasses looked fine from my vantage point of view.. but later when he turned his head towards me I saw it : One of his glasses temples was completely missing, and the middle part was held by scotchtape!! Seriously! His car was so old, he has to keep turning it on and annoying others around us, every few minutes, as to not drain the battery. And when he opened his mouth it all went even more downhill... Thankfully my friends Nadine & Jeanne were working in the cantine so I could pretend to go get fries and stay and talk with them for an hour! hehe.

3) If you had to teach one subject in high school or college, what would it be?
*** Photoshop. It's one of the greatest things sincd sliced bread!

4) When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried?
*** Last week in Cancun, when I forced Steph to join me in the cold hot tubs... Observing him get in the cold water like a moumoune and screaming bloody murder and his facial expressions.... I was laughing that hard hehe.

5) What is the kindest thing anyone has ever done for you?
*** Hmm. I can't remember a specific occasion... although the time Rebecca & Lori sent me flowers for my birthday is pretty high up there! But I'll say Steph cooking for us most of the time, even if I request something different than he's eating hehe.

6) If money or skill-set was no issue, what would you love to do for a living?
*** I would be some sort of travel writer.

7) What is one thing as an adult/parent/spouse you do that you swore you would never do?
*** Be impatient. Completely lose my shit, like my mother did all the time. In fact, when I was a kid, many would have described me as being patient. Now? Not so much. I go completely bat shit, bang stuff, and throw stuff, I'm that impatient. Betcha didn't know huh? (PS - I don't throw stuff AT people hehe.)  

8) If you could go back to one particular time in your life (not to live, not to change anything, just to visit) when would it be?
*** The Summer that I graduated College and left for Africa. I'll always treasure that time as one of the happiest times of my life. I look at pictures of our Africa gang partying in the house we were renting, and it always makes me smile and get teary eyed.

9) If your walls could talk, what would they say about you (good & bad)?
*** That I'm a horn dog. That I pick my nose. That I sing constantly. That I watch too much TV. That I'm constantly affection and attention deprived - it feels like I can never be satisfied. That I'm a great dog mommy. That I spend too much time online. That I did a great job choosing their colours. That I almost always come out of the shower dancing naked to my bathroom radio. That I count when I brush my teeth. That I screen all my calls and let them all go to voicemail. That most of the time, I'm a pretty awesome person.  

10) If you could fix or put an end to one problem in the world what would it be?
*** Obesity. Obviously it's not THE worst problem int he world, but since it affects me and nearly every single person in both of our families, I would like to fix it and make us all healthy and live longer. I know that I'm going to lose some weight again, but no matter how hard I try, I can't make others do it either. I definitely know that from the years of others trying to make me do it, and it backfiring miserably because it made me feel like even more of a worthless piece of shit. Like I didn't deserve the same space, air and happiness as everyone else, just because there's something fucked up in the part of my brain that makes it a Herculean effort, seemingly impossible, to stop eating when I'm full. Because I'm never full. Constantly hungry. Hungry for what? 

Pause. Rewind.

I will blog a bit about Mexico, if you want me to. But before, let's rewind to Friday, February 5 2010. The day before we were leaving for Cancun. Before lunch, I received a call from the Fed, asking if I was interested in a 3 month contract position. Remember the '3 strikes you're out' deal? Well I wasn't ready for my second strike yet.. PLUS, okay, it's only a 3 month contract, but my current contract with the Prov. ends in June anyway. And I have learned that this is not a medical leave this time. So it feels like less of a gamble. So I said I was interested. The more I learned about this position, the more excited I got. It actually sounds interesting to me! I WANT this job! I wouldn't just be taking it because that's what I think others think I should do.. I actually do want this one.

They are looking to fill the position ASAP, so she asked me if I would be available for an interview next week? I carefully explained that I was flying to Cancun in the morning, and staying the week... biting my lower lip and hoping for the best. She said : Oh! I'm going the week after! Let me talk to the Marketing Director and see what we can do. So she called me back 15 minutes later and asked me if I could go that very day for an interview. I said that I had a meeting shortly, but that I could go after that. The only thing was, I was in jeans and wouldn't have the time to go home to change.. she said "Oh no problem, we're all in jeans too, it's Jeans Friday!" That was my first interview in jeans. But I have to say, that I couldn't have picked a better 'interview in my jeans' outfit. I was feeling confident and pretty.

I think the interview went pretty well. At first, during the phone call, I was lead to believe that this position involved writing press releases, which I was STOKED about! I mean, writing IS my strong point. I love writing. I love blogging. My coworkers definitely would agree. (Please don't think that am as thorrough and careful on this blog as I can be.. sometimes I just want my fingers to furiously type away what I'm thinking or feeling, and feel that if I re-read myself I might want to censure myself or become self conscious and delete things that would take some of the emotional value away. This blog is a lot more 'me' than the 'me' I display 'in real life', for that reason.) Once there, I learned that it was more proofreading and editing, and having the documents go through all the appropriate approval steps which the appropriate tracking systems.. but I still find the position really interesting. The people there seem really normal. non-boring. Chatty and smily. I think I'd fit in.

Since then, I've received a security clearance (background/criminal check) form to fill and went to deliver it in person yesterday. Thursday I have my Oral Interaction Language Test, in my second language, English. I'm not that worried about passing that test. I hope I didn't jinx myself by saying that. They have mentionned a few times that they can't "make an offer before receiving my security clearance and Oral Test results".... and I've learned that there's only a few candidates... so I think that I actually have a good chance... FINGERS CROSSED Please!! 

Either way, this whole process made me kind of realize that maybe writing could play a part in what I want to do when I grow up. Isn't that a HUGE thing? You know my eternal struggle with lack of career direction/desires... I was discussing this with Steph; I know that I wouldn't like to be a journalist. It would be unrealistic for me to aim to be an novelist. But why couldn't I aim to, someday, be the one who writes press releases in the communications department of some big company, or government department? 

What do all these have in common? :)

Everything Happens for a Reason?

We're Going to Mexico!!!

In 5 DAYS!! 

SATURDAY! 

The 11am meeting was a big flop. (Not was he was expecting...) 

But the 4h30 meeting was pretty good! That's enough for us! 

SO HAPPY!!!