March 6, 2014
11:33 p.m.

I have kept my silence for the last few days. Sorry, there just wasn't any news to share. There still isn't.

Am I just incredibly old school, or has it always been this complicated to get a job? I mean, I haven't really had that many jobs, relatively speaking. I tend to stick with a job for a long time; I was never a job-jumper.

I've had twelve jobs since 1975. Two of those were in High School, 1975-78. Then I got married and didn't work outside the home again until my baby started school in 1989. So, ten jobs between 1989 and 2010. I worked as a secretary at a construction company in 1989, then from 1990 to 1992 I worked in fashions at a Department store. I went from full to part time there when I went to work full time as an Optician in 1991. Also during the time I worked as an Optician in Wyoming, 1991-99, I worked two part-time jobs as well, so there's a total so far of five jobs right there. I moved to Denver and between 1999-2000 I worked as a Coding Assistant full time and as an Optician part time. From 2000-2006 I continued part time as an Optician and worked full time as a Surgery Scheduler/Insurance Verification Specialist, so that's another three jobs. I went back to school and worked part time at the college I attended until graduation in 2006. Then back to Optician work from 2006-2010.

So, all those jobs, and I have never gone through a three-part interview process. If I'm called back--IF--I will have to go fill out paperwork for a background check and take a drug screen. Eventually I may actually get to go to work!

I'm not saying there's anything wrong with this process. Healthcare is big business and confidentiality is crucial. Naturally anyone who will have access to health records needs to be scrutinized carefully. I'm simply frustrated because I really have no idea if I'm in the running or not. I want to think positively, but it's scary.

I long for the days when I spoke to one or two people one time, was told when to show up and everyone smiled and shook hands. This pretty much describes all my past job interview processes. I've actually had a drug screen once, and I had already started the job. That would have been the end of it had I failed, but drugs have never been a thing for me. I don't even like taking my required medications.

Which reminds me...

I wish the doctor hadn't added a medication, and I really wish it wasn't at night. Bedtime pills are amusing to me--what time is bedtime, when you're ME? Ha ha!

Okay, I am finished venting about the job hunting. What it all comes down to is that I am terrible at waiting. But I will just have to be patient and hope that everything works out.

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I bought a new bookcase the other day, and it's just sitting there staring at me, waiting for me to put it together. My arthritis has been giving me fits, so I know I'll get less than halfway through the screwdriver work before I have to give up. Still, I'm tempted to get it started, although it's after midnight.

In the meantime, I have been moving the books I want to put on it, and loading the other one with work-related stuff. Which brings me to this question: why are my medical reference books so darned heavy?!
I spent a little time on the floor shifting those things around, and--ouch!

If I go to sleep later--I might not--I think I'll put some photos in albums tomorrow. Today. Whatever it is.

I'm not sleepy at all. Maybe I'll do it now.

Everyone have a great night!

Bye!