....didn't quite work out. I've been pretty well laid out by the flu since Tuesday, though the tests still haven't come back to say whether it was H1N1 or just some other kind of influenza A. Either way, I have felt pretty lousy for the last few days, so I apologize for the lack of any real updates since I mentioned them before. For anyone else who is suffering from this particularly gross piece of PAX swag, I hope it passes quickly for you.
Quite unfortunate, really, since I have been trying to get my affairs in order in preparation for a possible cross-country move. Being sick for a week has kind of thrown a monkeywrench into that particular opportunity though, so I don't know if it will still be open by the time I actually get things sorted out. There's not too much more I can say about that here, but for those of you I've talked to and asked for advice, and who have offered your support, thank you -- it's times like these, when everything is on the line, that you learn who your real friends are, and happily, for me, they've turned out to be pretty much everyone I thought they were.
Even if this doesn't work out, though, I'm hopeful that I'll get another bite at the apple soon enough. After five years of failing horrifically (and, at least in retrospect, humorously) to actually find a new job somewhere outside the University and the place I've called home since 1981, I appear to be slowly picking my way out. It's a good feeling, and I have to take a sense of accomplishment away from things, knowing I've made some actual personal growth.
Quite unfortunate, really, since I have been trying to get my affairs in order in preparation for a possible cross-country move. Being sick for a week has kind of thrown a monkeywrench into that particular opportunity though, so I don't know if it will still be open by the time I actually get things sorted out. There's not too much more I can say about that here, but for those of you I've talked to and asked for advice, and who have offered your support, thank you -- it's times like these, when everything is on the line, that you learn who your real friends are, and happily, for me, they've turned out to be pretty much everyone I thought they were.
Even if this doesn't work out, though, I'm hopeful that I'll get another bite at the apple soon enough. After five years of failing horrifically (and, at least in retrospect, humorously) to actually find a new job somewhere outside the University and the place I've called home since 1981, I appear to be slowly picking my way out. It's a good feeling, and I have to take a sense of accomplishment away from things, knowing I've made some actual personal growth.
