Ritual Confessions

March 18, 2008

Bad news and good news

Filed under: Uncategorized — elissakaren @ 4:35 am

The bad news is, someone — and it had to’ve been Nick — allowed a ballpoint pen to join the clothes in the dryer. The result was disastrous. Everything in there was ruined, unless the ink stains will come out in the wash (I’m not optimistic). The saving grace is, not much in that particular collection of clothing was worth mourning. My black jeans weren’t visibly affected, and there were a lot of undershirts and boxers. But there was one decent sweater and a few cute things of Charlotte’s. Plus, now the entire drum of the dryer is streaked with blue and purple, and my fear is that it will keep staining subsequent loads of laundry. Does anyone know what to do about this? I imagine rubbing alcohol might help clean the drum — but will that create a fire hazard?

The good news is that the job I was interviewing for in January — the one I really, really wanted — has finally been offered to me. They had contacted me after the interview telling me they’d liked me a lot, but were more comfortable hiring someone with agency experience, which I don’t have. This was disappointing but understandable. However, their chosen hire didn’t work out. Employers are always telling you, when giving you the kiss-off, that they’ll keep your resume on file. I’ve never before known that to be true. Talking to them this afternoon was nerve-wracking, because they offered me a lower compensation rate than I’d hoped for — let’s call it x. I said I would love to work with them, but would accept no lower than y. They said they’d have to get back to me. During the next 45 minutes or so, I sat around biting my nails and berating myself. What if I’d compromised the offer? Shouldn’t I just have agreed to do whatever it took to get some agency experience, to accumulate some portfolio pieces? To my overwhelming relief, they called back and agreed to pay me what I’d asked. I feel so excited, happy and grateful. I think that working in Portland will provide the perfect balance to living in Vancouver. Whenever I’ve driven back to the city, I’ve felt so happy to be there. It is much more beautiful than Vancouver. Nick will shift his hours at his job so that he’s working from 7:00 to 3:00, and he’ll pick Charlotte up from Montessori. I’ll come home a few hours later and take over — which will be a complete role reversal. But she’ll only need to be there for 8 hours a day, which is just one hour more than she’s there now. And nearly any job, anywhere, calls for an 8 hour day, so it’s not as if she’d have been better off if we hadn’t moved. We’ll each be spending two-and-a-half hours with her each weekday, and of course, we’ll be with her all day Saturday and Sunday. It will definitely be a major lifestyle change, but one I feel ready to make.



  1. Yay! Great news. Congratulations once again! I hope it all works out for you and yours. How is Nick doing today?

    Comment by Corina — March 18, 2008 @ 5:44 am

  2. Oh, wow! I won’t ask whether they know you’re pregnant. 🙂 That’s amazing news … I’m tempted to say I envy your good luck, but I know that it’s not luck; it’s guts, confidence, persistence, and a solid knowledge of your own worth to an employer.

    Regarding the dryer — you know how ridiculously nice people are here; I bet if you called an appliance repair place and asked them, they’d give you some excellent free advice.

    Comment by davidrochester — March 18, 2008 @ 2:25 pm

  3. Congrats! Heaven knows you deserve it.

    (Try hairspray on the articles of clothing you want to save. I don’t know why it works but sometimes it does.)

    Comment by Shawn W — March 19, 2008 @ 4:09 am

  4. Hereya go–better late than never…


    Comment by thelittlefluffycat — April 4, 2008 @ 8:41 pm

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