Traveling more often is important for your health and happiness.

Yes, and I will.

Now and then, here and there, remorseful moments invade the spirit of every parents. Today, I am regretting the lack of connection between my daughter and myself. Children (often) behave in an unacceptable manner. We remind them that they are wrong and why, correct them or punish them if necessary. But when they repeat a particular type of wrong behavior over and over, there's a subliminal, hidden message directly thrown at us. A message that they are not even aware of.

She cannot phrase it. She doesn't understand why she snaps. It's beyond her control now. But is it beyond mine? She is 7 years old and she is too young for me to give up. She is telling me somthing important. She wants me and she needs me in a way that I am not delivering. There is an aspect in her relationship with her mother that needs to be identified as a problem. Proper solutions and a mutual acceptance are needed, IMMEDIATELY.

So I am taking my daughter on a short trip. Forget daddy and the baby for just 2-3 days. We are off to.... I don't know. the Disney Land? Asterix Land?
Somewhere nice and quiet. London. That's it. I am taking her to London.

I do not expect this trip to fix us. But I have a feeling that we need a time together and it will give us just what we need. I miss my daughter and I have a feeling that she's been missing me a lot longer than I suspect.

Pick a path with heart

I'd like to do just that. But I don't see many paths to choose from.

Seeking, I do.

I do not see new ones opening up for me.

Had an interview today. I do not believe it went well. It was quite different from interview styles, if we can use such a word to classify job interviews, that I am used to. Very impersonal. Almost artificial. As if they are looking to fill a hole with a lid and it didn't matter to them which material the lid is made from, nor the color or the weight. There was no feeling of 'good match' as the interview was winding down. Questions asked were far more common and general that I had expected to answer to.

No good news for me from them.

May life throw you a pleasant curve

Lately, I am getting once-already-seen fortunes. I must have used them all up.

Well, I knew this all along.

They mean nothing and even less if you open them too often.

*A new rule*

I will open one fortune cookie every 15 days. What's the sense in this new rule? NONE.

Just trying to extend the little pleasure of cookie opening. Mean while, I hope they will come up with new fortunes.

Excitement and intrigue follow you closely wherever you go! AGAIN?

But I am not going anywhere.
I came to work this morning. I will go home this evening.
I will repeat the same tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow and the day after that, until Friday.
Then I will take my kids to the Saturday language school on Saturday, then will stay home to babysit.
A lunch with friends on Sunday.

Try me. Excite me. Intrigue me.

Plan for many pleasures ahead

Boy, how I wish I could.

-possibly- a bad news

When I started this weblog of mumbling middle-aged physicist, I expected to post my daily struggle and one day a major good news that will change my professional/personal life.

So far, there hasn't been any substantial good news, nor the changes that will inevitably follow.

I had one job interview and another one coming up in two weeks. These are not bad news, per se, but they are just prologues that need to be developed into a good news.

Fortune cookies have been dull recently, too. "To love is to forgive" was it? And I am hardly in the mood to forgive or love amidst all these tedious errands and problems I am faced with.

Then today, I see a job opening post, dated Nov. 5, 2009.... the exact same job that I had an interview for. This does not fall in the category of "good news". In essence, it is a very bad news. I guess I knew, or perhaps I am wrong all around. Now I am persuaded to reckon that I could not convince them to make me an offer. Not surprising. They would prefer someone local, without a family, younger, perhaps. If I want this job, I should react fast. I should send a message asking if they have stopped considering me with a few up-beat words presenting my case; why they should hire me. But with my husband not seriously searching for a job, if they offer me a job with a small salary, I will have to refuse it. The ideal scenario would be for him to find a job to which he can apply for, then he applies and I will send a "touching-base-with-you" all in the next 3 days. The biggest drag will be, once again, my husband. the one I love. He is hard please. There are only one or two things that interest him professionally/intellectually. Cryogenics fluid and thermal science research. Basically, there's no job out there for him unless he can widen his academic interest.

Yet, somewhere far far faaarrrr back in my head, there's a presentiment... almost a conceit, that says I will get the offer. It feels real, but it's purely based on a hunch and a wishful thinking. There will be a good news coming on my way. There has to be.

I have to find job for my hubby now.