Jrock and I haven’t posted for a little while because we’ve been awfully busy. 

First news, we bought a house!  The inspection is tomorrow, but the other conditions have already been removed.  It’s a lovely storey-book tudor revival.  We’re going to have lots of fun fixing it up (ok, so I’ll have fun and J will have stomach pain!) but we don’t take possession until October 1st.  Any offers from friends and family to paint would be very welcome in October, ha ha.  We’re also putting in all new windows, new exterior doors, and the OK necessity: air conditioning.

Second news, I started a new job Monday.  It’s a part-time job  helping out a realtor in town.  I certainly like the people I’m working with, but the job isn’t that challenging.  I had another job interview today, though, doing what I used to do… so wish me luck.  It’ll certainly help with the house payments when they start happening.

Otherwise, life is ticking along.  We finished our last visit with our social worker on Monday, so we expect a copy of the homestudy report tomorrow. Then off it will go to Kidslink where the rest of our file is waiting.  Then the whole deal will be shipped off to Ethiopia, and we WAIT.  And wait.  6-8 months from now, hopefully we’ll have news!

Monday was also our 2nd wedding anniversary.  It wasn’t too eventful, since we had the last SW interview.  But we went out for dinner at a pub and there was a nice message waiting on the answering machine from my Gramma when we got home.  “Congratulations!” she said. “2 down… only 58 to go!”

Let’s hope so Gramma!

Yahoo!  Yesterday was my last day of work.

So I thought I would give a little update on the work/moving situation, since it intertwines with adoption, AND because I whined about it in an earlier post.

 I haven’t found a job yet – although I havn’t been looking very hard.  I suppose I’m looking for something that will either have good mat leave or transfer well to p/t, which is what Jrock and I decided I should do for a year or so after the kids arrive.  I also am at a point in my career where I want challenge and something fulfilling.  So I’m seriously considering moving back to consulting again – (Dad, I know you are shaking your head, but like father, like daughter!)  I am talking with an upstart entrepreneurial magazine for 20-35 year olds about writing a column for them, and I’ve made it onto the suppliers list for some business training for the Olympic games (how much work will come from that, though, is anyone’s guess.) 

So for the meanwhile, I’m tracking down some opportunities but I’m also applying for EI today.  In the next month or so, I want to take some time to do some academic writing, and hopefully get some articles published from the results of my Master’s degree.  It’s not a money-making endeavor, but definitely a career investment.

How does this intertwine with adopting? Well, last night I started filling out the immigration papers for our “unknown children” and it says that if you are on social assistance, you can’t sponsor a child for immigration.  So I panicked… and then called Ottawa this morning.  Apparently, “social assistance” means welfare, not EI.  So I’m good to go!

Today I join the ranks of the blissfully unemployed!

1. pays decently,
2. is interesting or challenging, and
3. works with nice people???

I know, boo hoo for me.  Draw that bow across the violin one more time…

Jrock got a great position, and I’m totally jealous (and very happy for him.)  But here I am flying out for the third time to Kelowna to interview.  The first few jobs I turned down are starting to look much more attractive now:-)

The other thing is, this job is a contract.  Do I really want to go back to consulting?  Consider the general instability, and, no mat leave either.  It’s work or starve. (Violins schrrreeching away here.)  But if I do go back to consulting, I will have a lot of power over my work.  I’ll be working on projects, which I find exciting, and get to dabble in new fields.  I guess after 5 years of a stationary job I’m just a little shaky considering riding the consulting wave.

Well, wish me luck.  At the worst, (the house is sold!) and I’ll live off my sugardaddy for a while.

Nicky