We really have no time at the moment. So I should, obviously, be doing something else. Like ordering replacement windows, or more firewood, or making appointments with the dentist, or returning the wrongly sized sprinkler valve assembly, or building shelves in my youngest's bedroom, or redesigning the web-site for OneHourTheater.com, or considering how best to incorporate a blog for a pals' website, or fixing the broken moulding in my eldest bedroom, or... well you get the picture. That's just the stuff I remember without really thinking and feel ok sharing.
Yesterday we received emails saying the USCIS have approved our work permits and that they are in the post. I'm paralysed with the fear that I might have to w*rk in a j*b. I can't think straight.
Maybe I should start with a temping agency, that way I could get the flavour of the American w*rkplace without the ties and baggage of a permanent position. Maybe I should just talk to recruitment consultant and dive straight in... Hmm. I used to know a guy who w*rked as a recruitment consultant; he never placed anyone, always spoofed his appointments and moved job every 2-3 months before anyone noticed he was mostly at home sleeping or getting stoned. Perhaps recruitment consultants aren't all like that.
I should spend time on my CV/Resume - I considered it unlucky before I got a permit to w*rk. I should by a suit, or at least more long trousers/pants. I should get proper shirts, even ties, shoes that aren't sneaker-ish...
Then again, I do seem a bit too busy to add to w*rk to my timetable. And do I want a j*b that requires corporate attire and corporate attitude? Didn't I get enough of that back in the UK? And here the bureaucracy is even worse than back there, it would drive me mad.
I think I'll start on the shelves.
*- sorry for the expletives