What happened to my life???!?
Dec. 23rd, 2010 01:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I used to have a life. It was a very busy one, but I enjoyed every minute of the business, whether it was hopping from one job to the next, practicing guitar, arranging music, or going to science fiction and filk conventions.
The other day I had a job interview. One of the questions I was asked was what I did when I wasn't working. All I could think of was cuddling my dog and way too much elder care. Way too much. I've hit what I call "trauma point" with it, and it scares me. When I'm not doing elder care, I'm busy coming up with ways to avoid doing elder care. Sometimes I'll carpool to his house with
dimakoi so he can't arm twist me into staying there. Other times I'll leave Lady home so I have an excuse to go back home (gotta take care of the dog, right?). I love him and his parents, but I don't like staying in a nursing home, waking up to the smell of elder-poo in the morning or getting hit head-on by the smell of elder-pee when I open the guest room door to go to the bathroom.
Since the interview I've started finding time to arrange music and do other things for myself despite the needs of my fiancé and his parents. My own mother went in for knee replacement surgery last week, yet I was busy taking care of his parents instead of my own.
I am hoping I didn't blow the interview because I've been arm-twisted way too much into doing tasks that totally suck out my soul.
The other day I had a job interview. One of the questions I was asked was what I did when I wasn't working. All I could think of was cuddling my dog and way too much elder care. Way too much. I've hit what I call "trauma point" with it, and it scares me. When I'm not doing elder care, I'm busy coming up with ways to avoid doing elder care. Sometimes I'll carpool to his house with
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Since the interview I've started finding time to arrange music and do other things for myself despite the needs of my fiancé and his parents. My own mother went in for knee replacement surgery last week, yet I was busy taking care of his parents instead of my own.
I am hoping I didn't blow the interview because I've been arm-twisted way too much into doing tasks that totally suck out my soul.
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Date: 2010-12-23 09:28 pm (UTC)Take care of your family first. I had to bow out of an extremely hard situation with one of my friends because Dave's family comes first (I don't have any). I feel wretched, but I know I'm doing the right thing.
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Date: 2010-12-23 10:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-23 10:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-24 03:09 am (UTC)As for the interview... I would hope that such a question wouldn't factor into the decision. Could the person have just been trying to make conversation? Inexperienced interviewers do that sort of thing in my experience -- they want to break the ice and hobbies are pretty safe.
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Date: 2010-12-24 08:06 am (UTC)I tell you what I told Lisa
Date: 2010-12-24 01:02 pm (UTC)Re: I tell you what I told Lisa
Date: 2010-12-24 04:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-24 01:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-24 01:53 pm (UTC)Care of the elders is a part of life, but you are a career woman. Having a career and doing elder care don't mix, period. We wish you every luck in getting a job you love and getting back some of your old life.
Glad you've taken the interview for a real life lesson. Keep at recovering your real self.
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Date: 2010-12-24 05:00 pm (UTC)My mother, at least, has purposely set things up to not be dependent upon her children for any kind of care after seeing one too many people lose the children upon which they'd planned to depend.
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Date: 2010-12-25 05:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-26 08:28 pm (UTC)Порно
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