In which our heroine becomes employed

In my “welcome back to my life” post I mentioned that I got a job. What follows is a brief accounting of that using lessons I’ve learned after 2 months on the job…

This agreement (the “Agreement”) is between the mysterious, confusing, terrible, and wonderful thing that keeps everything in order, or in disarray, or in some variation thereof (“Life”) and the incredibly charming and dazzling person behind this blog (“Kate”) in connection with the transition from hopeful job seeker to Closing Coordinator. (Kate may be referred to as “Dreamer”, “Job Seeker”, or “Heroine” herein.) 

Whereas, the Dreamer moved across the country carrying only a suitcase and a backpack;

Whereas the Dreamer someday aspires to own enough stuff to fill more than one suitcase and one backpack;

Whereas the weary Dreamer completed countless job applications, nearly all from the living room/dining room table of a purple apartment in Spain;

Whereas the Dreamer received countless rejections, some in the form of thank-you-but-no-thank-you emails, most in the form of agonizing silence;

Whereas the Dreamer obtained an apartment…in the Bay Area;

Whereas the Bay Area is one of the most expensive areas in the US to rent;

Whereas the hopeful Job Seeker finally went for an interview, not once but twice;

Whereas the impatient Job Seeker waited;

And waited;

And waited, (while receiving another automated rejection letter);

Whereas the Job Seeker finally heard those three wonderful words: we want you!

Whereas the relieved and excited Dreamer did a mix of soccer mom shimmies and Elaine kicks (the “Happy Dance”);

Now therefore, the Heroine hereby acknowledges and agrees to the following:
1. The Heroine is happily gainfully employed.
2. The Heroine shall join the masses on BART, hopped up on coffee, and a book in hand
3. The Heroine shall perform such actions, including but not limited to, drafting legal agreements, reviewing title reports, and writing escrow instructions
4. The Heroine shall bill for her time, because she is worth it. (In connection with billing, the Heroine shall also do a Happy Dance, because the Happy Dance is  worth it.) 
5. The Heroine shall again have money for important things like travel, food and coffee

In the event that the Heroine becomes discontent in the Agreement, Heroine must take it up with Life and return to the tedious process of submitting job applications that will never be read. 

In witness whereof, Kate and Life have executed the Agreement as of the date of first employment. 

Kate

Life

Yeah, it went something like that. Now if you’ll excuse me, this post was all about work so I really must go bill for it. Cue the Happy Dance.

 

I’m back!

The other day my mom told me that “other people” have been asking about my blog. I know what that means. That means “I miss your blog but I am going to say that other people miss it too because then you might actually write it again.” I know how you operate. But here I am writing again, so, touché.

I know it’s been a while since I’ve written but, you see, nothing has really happened.

Well, that’s a lie.

Let’s see. I’ve moved…twice (I packed my bags and lugged them on a plane twice so I think that counts as twice), started a new job, learned a new language (Legalese 101: whereas is your best friend), adjusted to a new time zone (Sure I had a little stopover in between but in the course of three weeks I had a swing of 9 hours, going from Spain to California. That’s kind of amazing when you think about it. And honestly being three hours behind most people is kind of worse than being six hours ahead), and learned some valuable life lessons about myself (despite my lofty ambitions, flowers just don’t stand a chance in my presence).

I’m going to keep this post brief because that is the only way I will actually make it through. The first post back is always the hardest.

As I said before, there has been a pretty size able gap between my last post and this one which, of course, I did on purpose. Did you buy that? No? Okay, fair enough. But actually it works out fairly well because now I give you….

Running Free 2.0

In reality, nothing about the site itself is going to change, mainly because I don’t know how. The content will likely be different though. That makes sense, right? I mean life is different now. I can’t hang out with the king in the middle of the day or jet off to Ireland for the weekend anymore, so naturally this blog will be a little bit different now. I live in a new place so there will still be adventures just maybe not as frequent, not as grandiose, not as international.
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A lot of the posts will be rooted in the so-called real world. The 9-5 world, or in my case the 9:30-6 world (I’m still not used to that). Because of that, the posts might be a little more open or personal (key word: might. We’ll see how it goes) which might be a good step forward because people, ahem mom, seemed to like them.

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Downtown Oakland

I was going to use Heminway as my inspiration for those posts; the whole “write drunk, edit sober” mantra. Then I discovered that he apparently never said that which is a shame because that really would have made it so much easier to write those personal ones.

In the posts to come, I’ll touch on the aforementioned job and life lessons, but I’ll also spice it up with road trips and scenic vistas and seaside towns. And wine and cheese. Remember how tired you got of beer and pretzels?

Well I’ve fixed that in 2.0. Now it’ll be wine and cheese. What? Local is a big thing here in California so I am just keeping it local.

Cheers!

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Redwoods on the Cal campus