Back in college, in 2004 when blogging was hardly even a thing yet, I was here. Blogging before blogging meant anything to anyone. You can look in the archives for my past writings, but it was much more like a journal in the past. When we started fundraising, I messed around with the idea of launching something new for this new phase of our journey but actually hated that idea. I am a sum of all of my life and so much of it is here already. So I'm keeping it here. At least for now.

My main focus these days is blogging about our newest journey into the bizarre and wonderful world of gestational surrogacy. Posts dated 2013 and forward will trend heavily toward that journey. I don't promise everything I write will be about though. There might be other things that sneak in occasionally.

Please come along our journey with us. As the saying goes, "The more, the merrier!"

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Jobs

I didn't get the job I interviewed for last week. No biggie. It would have been a great job. But it wasn't meant to be. But here's the kicker. The only reason they gave as to why I didn't get it was that the other person they interview had more "experience." Fine. Great. Understood. I know I don't have experience in costumer service. I was not trying to hide that. I was completely upfront about that. I have been taking care of kids all my life. That's the only thing in which I have any solid skills. Diapers. Baby food. Toys. Play-dough. Shaving cream painting and even talking walks. Give me a kid and I can make him happy if he's crying, I can make her cry if she's happy. I can pretty much decipher toddler-speak and often kids will talk for/to me and not their parents. (Lillian does that.) I'm what they call a "natural" with kids. Always have been, always will be. But I need a break.

But the corporate world is a whole 'nother ball of wax. And as ready as I am to burn that wick, I'm not sure I know what I'm headed into. Suits. Ties. (thank goodness I won't have to wear those!) Nylons. (ugh! there's my fate.) And adults. "Just think of the sales people like kids," said my last interviewer, "that's sometimes honestly what I do, and you'll do just fine."

So maybe it's comparing grapes and pears, but maybe I'll get lucky and the two worlds won't seem quite as separate to me as they do today. At any rate, the resumes keep getting sent out. My nannying is over as of May 20th and then I'm diving into the sea of grown-up kids. If I start cutting up my co-workers tie and making him eat it at lunch, just remind me that his lunch can be purchased in the cafeteria.

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