Hire Me!

I need a job. Now. Someone hire me.

That's about the only thing going on right now for me, this slowly moving job search. I've sent out resume after resume, called place after place only to find the position has been filled. I can't seem to buy an interview, or even an email telling me what the time line is for the position search.

Which leaves me very frustrated, and torn as to what to do. Do I go to McDonalds and try to get a job there while I wait for something more, well, more befitting my calling? Of course, I'm not sure if they would even hire me- I've got to be gone for nearly two weeks over the next month and a half with the wedding and the honeymoon.

The whole thing is ridiculous. I'm trying not to be envious of all the Methodists out there who don't have to deal with this particular frustration. You all know that you have a job. It may not be in the best of locations or exactly what you wanted to do. But it's a job. It's something you're called to and want to do. It pays the bills. It gives you something to do with your day besides household chores and killing vast amounts of time on the internet playing games and reading ESPN.

I need a job. And I don't know what I can do to further facilitate the acquisition of said job. I am frustrated. I KNOW I am called to work with youth, that this is the vocational passion of my life. While not trying to sound arrogant, I know I will be good at this kind of job. If only I can get it.

So I wait. I'm trying to wait patiently on the Lord (and the Lord's followers) as the Good Book says.

But the bills are stacking up, though not as high as the mountain of unknowing and frustration that comes from not having gainful employment. And on this mountain I sit, waiting.

Waiting...

Fire In the Hole!

Avast ye scalawags and other assorted piratey greetings. It would appear that our otherwise quiet neighborhood is, at present, being besieged by pirate ships with long guns and cannons. This siege started yesterday afternoon. I was sitting at the dining room table reading when all of the sudden...

BOOM!

I actually jumped out of my chair it was so loud. You hear cannons in movies, the roaring concussive sound that vibrates the air around you. That was exactly what it sounded like. The shelling continued intermittently all day, and into the night. There was a ceasefire from about 1:00am until roughly 11:00am this morning.

The shelling continues today. Morale is dropping. The crew is tense, anticipating the clash of swords to come. We are also curious as to how the ship will approach our landlocked abode.

I am scrambling around the house, preparing munitions and stockpiling supplies. Also, I am looking for billowing shirts and bandanas, as well as a hat befitting someone of my rank.

I need to acquire a parrot, and perhaps a hook and/or eyepatch.

But not scurvy. That stuff is horrible. Trust me.

I will continue to send updates as circumstances allow. May God have mercy on us all...

Frustration...

You would think that someone with no job might be more inclined to post more than, oh, once every month or so.

Not me.

I still have no job.

And I'm getting frustrated.

I've been applying for everything I can find that is a) remotely related to what I am called to/interested in/ educated and trained for, b) full time, c) financially suitable and d) within a reasonable commute.

It's a limited group, but a group nonetheless. Now I'm just waiting for everyone else to do their thing. Until then, I am spending my days as a househusband. It's actually not a bad gig- I clean, cook, run errands, etc. It wouldn't be a bad full time job. Of course, this job doesn't pay well. Or at all.

Grrr.

Other than being unemployed and waiting, life is going well. Jill and I are settled in at the parsonage. It's weird being in a whole house when it's only the two of us. We have tons of room (compared to an apartment), and the house is pretty nice. Our neighbors are very nice. Believe it or not, we've actually had a few people bring us cookies and muffins and the like. I wasn't sure people still did that. You see it in movies, or '50's TV shows, but now? Yeah it actually happens. That was very nice. The people at Memorial have also been extremely kind and welcoming, having us over for dinner and even contacting people they know to help aid in my job search.

Now, I'm just waiting to interview and to hopefully get a rewarding job. I KNOW I can do the jobs for which I've applied in at least a satisfactory manner. I KNOW I am educated enough for this. I KNOW I have been preparing for this for many years. Now I just need a chance to show all this to someone who can hire me and pay me.

Until then, I'll be keeping house. And waiting.

Peace...