Not that I have a job or anything, or that even a single charity has been even remotely considerate during the interviewing process, but I did receive notice from the American Heart Association that they had decided not to fill a position I had applied for. I almost fainted from the shock.
It turns out that the easier part of selling a house is the prep. Sure, there was a lot of work, but people weren't ready to invade your space at any given time. And I have come to the realization that I am a nightmare client. Our house was the builder's own home. If you've ever bought a house, wouldn't that detail mean something to you? It was a big factor for us, but our realtor didn't put it in the listing description. Now we're asking more per square foot than a lot of other homes, so my inclination was to mention why, but this is not what I do for a living, so trust the professionals, right? Well, we did. We got the house ready TWICE for pictures, vacated the house for an open house on a Wednesday from 2-4 when almost everyone on the planet with a job is working, and let the professionals write the listing. Well OF COURSE no one came to the open house, nor did anyone view the house on Saturday. Our realtor called to suggest dropping the price, and I decided that it's okay to be a truly bitchy client. I rewrote the ad and said I wanted the new wording on the fliers as well. Before we drop the price, I'm going to insist on better photos, because while the "professional" did a nice job for a decorating magazine, she skipped right over the views from upstairs AND the neighborhood park that is right behind our house, preventing any backyard neighbors. We have "his" and "her" walk-in closets, which is a pretty unusual feature, and one that you would have never known about in the original ad or in any of the photos. I'm also going to request an open house that people can actually ATTEND. Luckily, my inner "bitch" has a LONG background in sales and has standing offers at every brokerage to become a realtor.
There has been no sewing as it's too hard not to dirty the room, but I finished the begonia swirl shawl, though won't be able to block it for a while, and have started a new pair of socks, which is nice and portable and can go with us when we vacate the house for a showing today. I'm using a pattern from Sensational Knitted Socks that was specifically written for a self-striping yarn, and so far I really like the look.
The job hunt is still bizarre. I've had 3 interviews now with a company that still hasn't decided exactly what the base salary will be for the job I'm interviewing to do. For those of you who aren't in sales, that's extremely weird. I like the people and the job could be fun, but the process could take quite some time with them, so I'm continuing to look elsewhere. Lots and lots of "elsewheres," to be honest. I started to apply for a job with a search firm, but decided that I was talking to the wrong people when their 50+ employment questionnaire asked about my drug use, drinking, tendencies for theft, and how often I faked injuries to obtain workman's comp or time off. I was actually really interested in a job selling the brand of tablesaw Andy has as they are quite wonderful, but one of the job requirements was to be able to lift 50 pounds straight over my head. I'm strong for a female and CAN lift 50 pounds, but I don't think I've ever been able to lift 50 pounds straight over my head--much to the chagrin of the coach when I took weight lifting in college. It took me all semester to even be able to bench press the bar, and I don't know if I ever achieved a full set of reps on the shoulder press. It would have been kind of fun, though. I'm keeping an eye out for anything remotely similar for sewing macines or knitting. :)