Monday; I’m Looking Forward To It

Quite a while ago I mentioned that I don’t like Mondays that much. But this time, I’m actually looking forward to it. You know why? Because next Monday, I’m starting my new job! I had the job interview yesterday morning, and I got a call from the employment agency at 5pm, telling me the good news. So in a couple of hours I’m off to sign my contract at the agency :)

There’s a lot I wanted to tell you about the interview and all, but I’m going to have to keep it short for now because I am so extatic I can’t really think straight ;) And I still haven’t really celebrated, was so tired yesterday – in fact, I was taking a nap when the employment agency called me! I have to say it’s the best wake up call I’ve had in a long time. Anyway, I hope I’ll be able to do all that in the next few days :)

Thanks for reading :)

Love,

ML-X

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Jobhunt: Update III

I might have found the perfect job, finally! Later today I’m off to another job interview, this time at an international transport technology oriented company. They were looking for a buyer with up to 5 years of experience, to set up the purchase department properly. And what better person to do that than me? Not only am I insanely good at buying shoes and stuff, I’ve been a buyer at my previous job for approximately 2 years, and in a way I’ve set up their purchase department as well since they didn’t have one to begin with.

I applied to this job when I registered at the employment agency I told you about the last time, and I was really curious if they’d even consider me at all. The employment agency employee I talked to advised me to write a motivational letter, to explain why I’m such a good candidate for that job at that specific company, and so I did. It almost turned out to be an essay, and apparently it worked: the employment agency called me, telling me that the company was very interested in meeting me. I was super excited, and so was the girl I talked to. Hell, I think we were both surprised!

Seriously, everything about this job is perfect (although I still don’t have a clue what kind of $$$ I should expect). It’s what I love to do, I’d be pretty much independent, and it’s not too far away from where I live. Plus, the company is more “serious” compared to what I’m used to. I want haz!

Last week, I had an intake and assesment at another employment agency as well, but I decided to not apply to the job in the end. It was a full-time customer service kind of thing, paying only a tiny bit less than my previous job. It might have been smart to give it a try anyway, but I can’t do customer service any more. And if you read my post on CS here, you’ll probably agree that it’s not my thing indeed!

Right now, I’m off to do a little bit more “homework” on the company, and get a good outfit together. Keep your fingers crossed for me! Of course, I’ll let you know how it went :)

Love,

ML-X

Guilty Pleasures: Eurovision Song Contest

When I was a little girl, there were two nights a year I could stay up late. One was of course New Year’s Eve, and the other was… Eurovision Song Contest night. And twenty-something years later, it’s still a bit of a mother-daughter thing for me and my mom. Traditionally, we criticize and rate every song, trying to guess who’s going to win this year’s contest. Despite having extremely different musical preferences, we still both manage to guess pretty well.

Here in The Netherlands, the ESC is seen as a “gay thing” mostly and in a way interest in it will be frowned upon. I’m not sure what sexual preferences have anything to do with a music contest, so my best guess is that the Dutch aren’t into the contest any more because they haven’t made the finals in quite a while. I’m just perplexed that they think they even stand a chance, with the absolute crap they send in. Now I do have to admit, there’s a lot of strange entires, like Russia’s this year. But they came in second! And despite not being all too pleased with that, I can understand why that happened. Russia’s entry was funny. Holland’s wasn’t (and it was off-key as f*ck, while we’re at it). They just take themselves too damn seriously, but they don’t even consider sending in any of the actually talented artists we have here. Hell, they might even be better off sending me in! ;)

All in all, I have to say this year’s ESC was pretty okay. I’ve seen quite some things that I did like, and among my personal favourites were Sweden, Serbia and Slovakia. The latter unfortunately didn’t make it into the final, which was to be expected, but I still thought it was very awesome. Sweden won this year, and Serbia took third place, thanks to the grannies from Russia! So I guess now y’all know why I wasn’t too pleased with their coming in second ;) The only thing that really bothered me this year, is the fact that the counting of the votes was boring. Sweden took the first place all the time, there was no doubt she’d win, so the counting part was quite a waste of time.

So, my European readers, have you been watching the ESC this year? Who were your favourites? Of course, the rest of you are free to comment on our silliness too ;)

Thanks for reading!

Love,

ML-X

Summer’s Not Always Fun

I know, technically it’s not summer yet, but the last few days it’s been pretty hot around here, and as a result, a lot of people decided to take their clothes off. Or come out from underneath the rock where they spend the remaining three seasons of the year.

I have a couple of… Anti-fetishes. I’m not sure if that word actually exists, but it’s supposed to be the complete opposite of a fetish. So instead of something turning me on, it turns me off so badly that I want to throw up/cry/run away as fast as I can. One of my anti-fetishes has always been feet. I’ve disliked those things for as long as I can remember, without any apparent reason. I even couldn’t handle anyone touching my feet. As time went by this dislike shifted from all feet to “only” ugly feet, but I still stress out a little when somebody touches mine. I still don’t like to have them near me; an old boyfriend of mine used to cross them when we would have dinner sitting on the couch, so they’d almost be on my plate. It’s safe to say he’s lucky that I didn’t chop them off (as am I for not starving, because it was impossible to eat anything after the numerous foot-on-plate episodes. Makes for a great diet though!).

Feet fetishists truly are a folk that I’ll never understand. Just to be clear; there’s a lot of people out there who have “pretty” feet. Feet that look… Taken care of, and neat. But there’s just so many people out there with gross feet, and they don’t give a rat’s ass and put sandals and slippers on when the temperature gets even remotely summery. Why do they want to torment others by showing off their nibbled-on icky toes? FFS, put some boots on, please! And stop trying to eat your feet!

Another disgusting foot issue that I can’t handle are long toenails. Yep. As much as I dislike too long fingernails (especially on men, or when it’s just a pinky nail to help that coke up your nostrils), long toenails are even nastier. Did I miss some kind of fashion statement or something? Or did all the nail clippers in the world magically disappear, forcing people to have their toenails floor-length and curly? Seriously? I’ve been toying with the idea that it might be a cultural thing, seeing it’s mostly ladies of an ehm… Darker persuasion who carry these monstrous things on their feet. But when I was trying to decide if I’d delight you with some pictures to illustrate my point, I came upon something way more unexpected: people get turned on by this shit.

Obviously this post is without pictures and that’s because, my dear readers, I appreciate you too much to try and traumatize you. The floor-length toenails you may encounter on a daily basis are just the tip of the iceberg. But for me, what has been seen cannot be un-seen. So if you may hear about victims of some chick on a crazy toenail hunt with hedge shears, it’ll probably be me. ;)

Thanks for reading!

Love,

ML-X

What Goes Up…

…Must come down. And it did. Not too long after my previous post, everything simply collapsed. I went over to my folks’ to help out with the painting, and le man came over to lend a hand too. Everything was perfectly fine, up until the part when he got horrendously ill out of the blue. It was awful. I saw the strong man that I’ve known for so long now turn into… A mess of nothingness. And I couldn’t do anything about it.

My parents figured it might have something to do with the fumes of the paint or the cleaning solution we’d used the day before (it had gotten me sick the last time as well) so I made him some chamomile tea, and just sat with him. He could hardly keep his eyes open, and I couldn’t handle it. I hated myself for not being able to make him better, and I was scared. So scared that when he finally managed to fall asleep, I checked up on him every five minutes to see if he was still breathing. Just in case.

The time I didn’t spend with him, I didn’t spend helping out my parents either, making me feel even more useless than I already did. Especially when my mom decided to help out instead of me; she’s got some health issues of her own, but she’s insanely stubborn and simply refused to get off the ladder and give me my paintbrush back.

After le man woke up I tried to feed him a little but he threw up the bit of cucumber he managed to shove down his throat almost immediately. So we “hung out” in the bathroom, and seeing him hugging the toilet with one hand and holding mine with his other just broke my heart. For fuck’s sake, why couldn’t I fix this?! I know, I might be a little irrational but I just wanted to make everything OK again. But I couldn’t, so I just had to wait until it fixed itself. And it did, a little at least. An hour or so after our “toilet date”, he finally started to feel somewhat better, and I silently thanked “the powers that be”.

During the day that followed he was getting better little by little, and yesterday he was feeling good enough to go back home. The paint job at my parents’ turned out great, it’s a light, minty green now and I kinda wish I’d thought of it when I was moving in here, because the sensitivity of my white walls is driving me insane! But I’ll manage; cleaning a wall isn’t nearly as awful as the  last two days have been.

One of the worst side effects from this episode is the fact that it got me thinking… I couldn’t handle not being able to help, so what if I have children later on in life and they get sick? And I’m not talking about heavy stuff like this, it’s just that I’m pretty sure I couldn’t handle my child(ren) having a freakin’ cold and me being unable to help them. It’s gotten me to doubt my abilities as a mother, and that’s hard for me. But maybe I just wasn’t meant to be one.

I apologize for the long rant, I just really needed to get it out of my system for a while. Thank you for reading, and until next time.

Love,

ML-X

Just Making The Most Of It

You might have noticed that my posts have been a little sparse lately, but I’ve been a little busy. With what? Well… Just making the most of life as it is right now. I’m currently in a flow of just doing things I enjoy, and I’m enjoying them even more than usual :)

I’ve spent almost three days having a great time with le man, and this weekend I’m helping my folks out at my old home because they’ve been redecorating a little. So I’ve been “Bob Ross-ing” some walls and getting downright dirty, and I love it. I’ve always had a fondness  for home improvement, and now I also feel like I can give something back to mom and especially dad, because they’ve helped me out so much when I bought my apartment.

Despite almost being officially without a job (two more days to go now!) and stressing out finance-wise, I’ve been… Extremely happy. And that’s very rare for me. I’m going to end this post with a moral: Enjoy life as it is, and appreciate the small things. No matter what you may lose someday, if you can get a smile on your face from the small things, you’ll never lose your happiness.

Thank you all for reading.

Love,

ML-X

Jobhunt: Update II

I had my second job interview last week, and it went really well. The guy I had the interview with was a lot of fun and had a sense of humor, which I can really appreciate. So I really thought I might get invited to a second interview, he was going to call me Friday to let me know. Imagine my disappointment when he didn’t call. Not on Friday, not on Monday, hell, not even Tuesday.

So far, five days have gone by, and I haven’t heard from that company. But… I’m not sure if I really mind. I was so excited about that job, but it turned out to be a lot more “sales-y” and less “consultant-y” than I originally figured. Now I do have a lot of Sales experience, but pretty much only with so-called Key Accounts. And that job was more aimed in a cold acquisition kind of direction. Not my forte. At all.

I know, maybe I should give it a try and call them, but I have this ridiculous fear of… Failing. I can’t handle not being good at things! They have sales targets, but targets scare me, and I’m worried that that might make everything even worse. Ugh… I really don’t know what to do. I mean, the company in itself sounded like a lot of fun, and so did the $$$ but… I just don’t know.

So yesterday, I’ve spent a few hours jobhunting again, but this time online through employment agencies. One of them called me straight away, and I have an appointment at the agency in two hours. I’m not quite sure what to think of it though, because I kind of disliked the woman on the phone… Why? Because she implied it was a problem that my previous job (and the job I applied for) was entirely unrelated to my training. I don’t see how being well-educated (I have a bachelor’s degree) is a problem. Especially since I got that degree in one of the most “allround” useful courses there are around (if you don’t count my senior year specialization, that is).

I’m pretty curious if she’s as unlikeable in real life. I’ll try my best to make her understand my point of view though, because to me it really makes a lot of sense to do something that seems unrelated if you don’t think about it. But that’s enough ranting for now… I still have to get ready and dressed and everything.

Thanks again for reading! Any ideas/advice/comments/anything are very welcome :)

Love,

ML-X

Post-appointment edit: I was wrong about her! She was a great help, and a lot of fun :)