This has been quite a busy week, with plenty of ups and downs. There were disappointments and moments of deep frustration, culminating in an inner rage that simply knocked me out. I wish that the whole of humanity could experience an unfair challenge in the same way (by taking a cleansing nap).
No job yet, but I remain hopeful.
I stopped at Trader Joe’s Friday afternoon with the intention of purchasing some fish. I got swordfish steaks, hake fillets and the seafood blends for Mom (which she made tonight and is pictured above).
I don’t have a particular menu in mind, though other purchases made earlier this afternoon suggest courses of action. I bought some pesto sauce that I think will be paired with the hake and angel hair pasta. I also bought a small tub of tiny heirloom tomatoes, a rainbow of explosive deliciousness! These seem perfect for a
Caribbean salsa over the swordfish, maybe with some
Also on Friday, I visited my old friends at the Department of Education. I miss them but it’s nice to be able to come by and check in with everyone. There is a sweet charm in catching the eye of people you used to take breaks with and laugh with on a daily basis, and suddenly break into girlish squeals and jump for joy (in public).
Even two years after the end of my tenure there, I am proud that my former colleagues think highly enough of me to share the joys of new baby pictures and the sadness of an impending death – both very personal and very dear to their hearts.
Next week, we try to get out of this rut – once more with feeling! I printed copies of a few short stories and I’ll work on translations for “Por Ser Mujer” during my down time at the part time… I’ve applied to several jobs through two agencies and hope they call me in and start sending me out for interviews.
In the meantime, as change makes a turn to meet me halfway, at least we’ll have a few lovely meals and a couple of days to rest and a chance to recharge the batteries and try again next week. Hope must be renewed like energy, and luckily I have a great motivating force backing me up.