Some days I have trouble choosing a picture for my blog post. Not today.
I had an interview Thursday, with an insurance company, as I mentioned in my last post. They were going to talk to one other person, but I had prepared well for this interview and was able to talk to them about specific issues in their financial statements; I made it clear that I knew what I was doing, so I had high hopes.
It turns out that one of them knew the other guy they interviewed and had worked with him before. I guess they brought me in so they could say they did their due diligence and talked to two people.
And that leaves me with very little in the pipeline. The recruiters said they would submit my resume to the same company for a different job. An acquaintance knows someone who needs a senior accountant, no idea for what pay yet or job requirements. Otherwise it's search for jobs and apply online.
I mentioned to the recruiter that after three months, and only one interview generated by her firm, I was beginning to question whether anyone can make a living working with them. What I didn't tell her is that I am willing to take jobs that I could do with one hand tied behind my back and that pay 2/3 of what I used to make, and it's still taking a long time.
She said that once you get that first job, it gets a lot smoother, but that finding the first position is tough. That is at least some consolation, because that has been my working assumption, so perhaps it will be so. In any case, I hope I gave her the idea that I am interested in working soon.
July 31 is kind of an important date; after that, I start to eat into savings that I was really hoping I could, you know, save. I figure we can go two to three years before we actually move under a bridge, although that would mean using our retirement money, and Lucas's fairy godmother paying for his college, but anyway, we won't starve anytime soon. Still, this could have a big impact on my retirement plans. I'd rather not get that far.
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