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e. st v. millay

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Hahahahahaha WOW I cannot believe it, so I could have two incomes I interviewed for a part-time job at the library - the library where my mother is on the board and runs the book sale, and I volunteer at the book sale, and volunteered all through high school - and I did not get it. I am an unemployable loser. Time for more Switched at Birth.

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Work last night was awful. First of all, having to wash my hands every time I blew my nose took up a BUNCH of time so I didn't get to do everything I meant to get to. Then I had a massive (like almost to the point of nausea) headache from my sinuses combined with my sleep debt - I'd had three nights on cold medicine where for some reason I woke up every few hours, I don't understand it because normally nighttime cold medicine knocks me right out. And I found out about not getting the Drexel job when I was on my dinner break.

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Probably more to come later. I didn't sleep well last night either and I just feel drained, although I did just get a very encouraging email from Batsford. This is an awful decision that I always worried about having to make but always thought something would work out before it happened ... but this year it's been repeatedly brought home to me that my perseverance and talents and experience are just not enough, even when I have personal connections. I'm not going to find a job I'm more suited for than this one, and if it's paid experience that's the issue that's literally never going to improve because I can't get more experience without a job. The sunk-cost fallacy is a fallacy, and it's time to admit that I've sunk way too much into this.

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e. st v. millay

Oohhhhhhhohoho

I am so depressed tonight

My patterning at Sturbridge went well - two spencers, one early and one mid, an evening dress that I really liked but may be some sort of Victorian reproduction (a really well-done and attractive one, but it is Not Quite Right), and another bib-front. It's not quite the same as the other one I did (which was exactly the same as Janet Arnold's if you remember), but it also has English provenance. Is there any proof of American women wearing them? Or am I just really unlucky in trying to find an American one around here?

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Getting responses to my Outlander posts! Fun.

I thought my hair was finishing up the transition phase, but today it's pretty greasy again. This may be partly because my brush is kind of dirty; I tried soaking it in diluted vinegar yesterday, but it doesn't seem to have done very much. I've tried googling for information and can't find a lot.

No work or volunteering today! I'm doing email stuff that I've been putting off and watching TDS before my phone interview at ten. Trying not to think about that right now, after the mess that was my last one plus my desperation to get out of my job I'm just really jittery about it.

Last night I finished reading Black Mischief (Evelyn Waugh). It was super racist, and the ending was super bleak. Collapse )

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I can't get over the irony that Labor Day is meant to celebrate unionizing and the improvement of working conditions and today we make a big fuss over it and give people the day off ... yet we also turn it into an opportunity for sales and force everyone in retail to work it. And work twice as hard, because all of the people who have the day off are in the stores, buying stuff when they normally wouldn't. Sad, sad irony.

Updated my LinkedIn profile this morning before work. Used a friend's as a hint for how I should do things, now once again despairing because I've wasted so much time not living in New York and volunteering places. But I literally was at work or class every single day when I was there - in one semester, I had class and work on the same day! But I could have interned half-days after or before class ... Oh well, I am going to start volunteering soon.

I've strained my right middle finger pressing buttons on the Hobart price sticker machine. This is very sad. It's unhappy being extended, I have to type with my right ring finger and press buttons with pointer. Tried icing it, didn't do much. Now pointer is starting to hurt! What now?!

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e. st v. millay

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How cool would it be to be a curator in a Rockefeller mansion? I mean I know it's a huge reach, but wouldn't it be cool? ... AND THE CYCLE BEGINS AGAIN

From now on I'm going to post more original tweets. And use more hashtags. I have a probably unfounded idea that if I can be more active on Twitter and get more followers, I will get hired. This is probably not the reason I'm not working but hope springs eternal.

Job has progressed, as non-museum jobs always do, from "training, everything comes easily, praise, appearance of strong competency" into "expected to know aspects of job wasn't trained for, anxiety and confusion run amok." Pretty sure every workday that follows will be the same.

Trying to write blog post. It's not going smoothly.

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I feel a bit better. Melissa helped me find an explanation of the test results and how they work, so I can see that I'm ranked 87 out of 330 (not too bad) and that my score means that if only two people with scores of 95, 90, or 85 are interested in a particular job, I'll get a letter asking if I'm interested (not too good, but could work).

Came down to Dad's yesterday afternoon because they actually got a puppy and he's adorable. SO adorable. Originally Bella named him Tiramisu (because her hamster's name is Cappuccino), Terry for short, but everyone side-eyed it because it's not a doggy name. He was rechristened Lincoln, Link for short. Owen and I are figuring out what kind of trick "Hey, listen!" should be the command for.

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e. st v. millay

putting off doing things

I decided to treat myself with very, very marked-down Sims expansions on Origin - Ambitions, which I've always been curious about, and Roaring Heights, which is a TOTALLY ART DECO-THEMED WORLD, and all the family descriptions are super early-'30s, and there's new hair and clothes and furniture and patterns and buildings, and it is seriously amazing. But last night when I played it was all a bit frustrating, which I think is because I aimed too high and decided to try out one of the new professions while in Roaring Heights. Too much, too much! Roaring Heights is all about story and Ambitions is all about gameplay. But it's sad that a lot of the 1930s-themed appliances and such are actually the crappy ones, and they'll have to be replaced with things that look more modern.

Another research assistant position in the Costume Institute ... found it through MuseWeekly, I'm going to go for it, but my hopes are extremely conflicted. I'd love to get it but it's a position that ends next summer, so how to deal with leases and such? And I feel like it's pointless to try, given my last two attempts. But I can't just not try either. So anyway, that's today's business - that application and the other six I found.

ETA: Damn, I just remembered the really bad thing. This project runs chronologically. By now they're probably around the turn of the 19th century. And they already know there that I'm only good to about the 1950s-60s. ~futility of life~

In order to get out more and maybe get more experience, I've started volunteering with the Gill Room, which is the library's archive and also kind of the local historical society - the place is mainly old newspapers and genealogy. I was hoping they'd have some complicated project that needs doing, but instead I'm photocopying articles from the local paper within the last few years on significant subjects to be put in binders, which is absolutely a ridiculous thing to be doing archivally in this day and age, but whatever. It's something to do. The only thing is I'm really self-conscious about working when other people are down there, so I'll probably go this afternoon and use Mom's key to get in.

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e. st v. millay

:(

Got an email back from ATHM turning me down. It wouldn't sting so much if I got the better rejection ("your credentials are/many candidates were good, but we went with someone more qualified") - instead I got the "no thanks". It sucks, I thought I stood a good chance of at least getting an interview because of my enthusiasm.

Finished the camisole this morning, but then the next gown I'd requested turned out to be a costume - a very good costume, I thought initially that it was just a mucked-with original, but a lot of things didn't add up. I asked about a petticoat, but when she brought it out I was eh, it wasn't bodiced or anything and I wasn't secure on the dating. The last thing I asked for was a gown that only remained as a bodice and hem, which I thought would be a cool thing to show (since that's obviously never likely to be displayed) and which had some great puffing, but the location in the computer was not correct. So I went.

I've been trying to find my egg rings and cherry pitter in Dad's basement, but they just don't seem to be there. There must be another box - maybe in the shed or garage - with all sorts of kitchen stuff. I did find my shift, which I don't really want to wear as the neckline doesn't quite work with my gown ... I could very easily keep it to use on the costume table tomorrow and just use a tank top.

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e. st v. millay

otoh I don't take NSAIDs regularly

My wrist is absolutely killing me lately. I'm supposed to get a pertussis shot to be allowed to be near my future nephew, so I guess I'll make a doctor's appointment for that and bring it up when I'm there. Once I finish this cap, I might take all of my sewn stuff down from Etsy. Don't know if I'll be able to finish that Civil War dress for the reenactment in Delhi in July. (It's probably going to be really hot anyway.)

Working on a post on Pingat, and then maybe one on Redfern? I'd like to do more Victorian and Edwardian stuff on my blog, to show employers that I'm not just focused on the 18th century. And maybe some decorative arts history? Oh, I could do a Charles Rennie Mackintosh post for the Glasgow School of Art.

I haven't applied to any jobs in the last couple of days, but I feel really good about some of them from earlier this week. One in particular I feel like may not get many other applicants, always a boon for me. Fingers crossed.

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