Category: general

The Future’s So Bright I Gotta Wear Shades: 10 minutes before I left work yesterday, Johan emailed me an opening position at Axis Communications for a Marketing Assistant that might have been written FOR ME. In fact, it was an uncanny description of my current job. I had sent a resume to their HR department earlier in the day on a blind chance, so I shot off my resume and a cover letter to the contact, and went home feeling much better. Keep your fingers crossed or thumbs held!! Friday, Friday, So Good to Me! Anders and I decided that...

Number of Job-Search registrations: 11 and counting Number of times I have revised my resume and/or cover letters: approximately 1 squillion Number of jobs out there at this point in time that I’m qualified for/interested in: 3 Number of actual jobs applied for: 4 Number of resumes sent out for possibilities: 7 Percentage of chance any of those possibilities will actually turn into something viable: 40% Number of times I wanted to scream in frustration during the all-employee meeting this morning: 3 Answer to question Can you guarantee there won’t be any reductions before December 31st? at said meeting: No...

There’s so much drama online these days. Where do people find the energy? If I disagree with something someone says, I usually keep it to myself and move on*. I don’t feel this massive, pushing, labor-like pressure to vent it out and make someone feel bad or get defensive. I don’t think everyone has to know what I think about everything. As far as I’m concerned, everyone is entitled to their own feelings and opinions and if they’re wrong and backwards and need to get over themselves already, fine, whatever, but I don’t feel it’s my job to tell them...

Summer vacation is over and Mosaic Minds is out with another issue. This time the theme is self-acceptance, be it self-acceptance of the body or the soul. Go check it out, it’s one of our best issues ever! As always, we are constantly in need of excellent writing for future issues. Our next theme should be a lot of fun (Fears and Phobias) so submit early if you want to be sure to have your work included (submission deadline is September 30).

Okay, I’ve stewed enough in my own juices. It was the headache brought on by squinting at the fill-in forms on the job-search websites and the fact that I keep having to admit that I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. When you live in a place for 7.5 years, and you walk the walk and talk the talk, you might be quite naturally forgiven for thinking that you are 100% assimilated and that you blend in like the blendiest of blenders. I was practically BORN here, if you know what I mean. But then shock, caped and masked,...

Everything is shitty this morning. My resume sucks. My Swedish writing skills suck. I will never find another job. I’m totally unmotivated. I’m tired. There are not enough hours in the day. I’m cold and wet and hungry and broke and I swallowed my gum. grump Bonus points to those who know what movie I paraphrased that last sentence from.

I need to translate my resume and cover letter into Swedish. I could swear that I’d already done this not so long ago, but since I can’t find the damn things anywhere, I guess not. argh. Yes, I’m fluent in Swedish, but that mostly means reading and speaking. I can write Swedish, but it’s embarrassing, all my grammar faults and literal translations right there in black and white for people to snicker at, so I’ve managed to avoid it as much as possible since leaving Swedish For Immigrants. Time to suck it up and do the necessary here. Argh argh...

My kids are entering the activity stage of their lives, the one that lasts forever or until the parents go insane and buy them mopeds. Luckily, Flyinge is so small that after this first year or so, they’ll be able to walk to their various appointments. Karin has soccer starting tomorrow and will be doing ice-skating school with Anders this fall. Martin has Mini-Gang which is a music-play afternoon and has officially started Scouts. Anders was a long-time Scout and a leader, and many of his/our friends are people that he grew up with, was in Scouts with, and was...

I’ve written and erased this post 3x already this morning. *rolls eyes* People at work are treating me like a fragile flower…I think they’re afraid I’ll burst into tears or something. I confess I was near tears a couple of times yesterday, but more because of shock and because of feeling that 4 years of working for something and building it up and making it good is about to disappear *poof* into thin air. People kept asking me how I was, and when I said okay, they would ASK ME AGAIN with an even more concerned look. Which just made...

We were just informed in a mandatory all-employee meeting that our company is dissolving and we need to find new jobs no later than December 31st.