Wednesday, January 02, 2008

A year of potential

Happy New Year!

This must be the most laid back and relaxing winter holiday break ever. I can't remember sleeping in so much and being at work so little. Climbing three flights of stairs today to get to my desk was a major reality check for my thighs.

Visiting went relatively well. Tim still think my mom doesn't like him even though I thought everyone did nicely in terms of conversing and spending time together. It was no surprise, however, when, as we drove towards the freeway in the early hours of after-xmas shopping, my mom asked, "so why do you like this Tim?"

"He's a good guy, mom, He's smart, thoughtful, and sweet." I said this knowing little good would come from my praise.

There was silence in the car. I was driving, so I could not turn my head to gaze upon my mom's face. I then turned it around on her, "what do you think of him?"

"I'm not going to say anything," she said firmly yet nonchalantly as possible.

Needless to say, the rest of the brief conversation amounted to vague references to Tim not being good enough and poor assumptions on her part about his family being inferior. Oh well.

Despite that, Tim and I had a great time. I drove him around my old neighborhood on Xmas day. We walked along a bluff to see the views and enjoyed some time at the beach people watching and listening to the waves. It's hard to complain when it's a breezy 68F.

And now, it's back to reality. I have a big report to finish by Friday, but I'm more preoccupied with preparing myself for a possible pink slip sometime in the next couple weeks. That being said, I polished off my last revision of my resume and sent it off for three jobs this morning. All three are a slight stretch beyond what I do now, but all would be great opportunities to learn something new.

Considering I haven't looked for a job in some years, I expect that my first interview will be a nightmare regardless of how much I prepare. Let's hope my first interview is at a job I realize isn't the best fit for me. I'm scared to think of going to an interview, but at the same time I'm excited at the idea of being challenged.

5 comments:

Anna May Won't said...

moms are so tough! while so far my mother seems to like the idea of MB at least, she still comes up with bizarre questions like, "how are his teeth?" and whether or not he ever owned a car before. who cares?

mini said...

Agreed with Anna! (Asian) moms are so tough. I got asked "Why isn't he coming down south to visit you?" ... as if it's normal for him to pick up everything and fly here for a few days, when i'm gone for less than 2 weeks.

Ecrivain said...

Leave it to our Asian mothers to either say or hint at disappointment. I'm beginning to suspect that nothing can make them truly happy for us.

Pandax said...

My dad was good about it. When I wrote him about something I'd left behind, he wrote back about it and added, "it was nice to meet Tim." Thanks Dad, for not being so judgemental.

Sitcomgirl said...

I think mom's in general have really high standards for who they think is the right man for us. Like they want thier daughters to have a comfortable and successful marriage or something.
As for the interview, just go in there as confident as can be, convince yourself you are exactly what they need and at least nervousness won't come through :)