Adventures in Job Searching

As you are probably well aware by now, I finished my MBA in December 2011. Armed with my fancy new credentials, I have been looking for a new job and Ben and I have been hoping to move from Cincy. Considering I started applying for jobs a couple months before I even graduated, I think it's fair to say it's been a long haul. 

Granted, it hasn't been a completely dry market. I've been incredibly grateful to have received a few offers thrown my way during that time: one in Minneapolis and two here in Cincy. The tragedy in it all is that the offers weren't that great. So, I declined.

Of course, the tragedy highlights my fortune as well: job searching while I already have a job means I can afford to do that. Literally. Rent will still be paid. 

I am still not sure I'm wise to decline. At this point, it feels like a bad habit and that it's more likely I'll say not to a job than yes. You'd think I didn't want to leave my current job. But I promise, I do. Not because it's awful, but because I need something more (in compensation and experience) and they are not able to offer it. 

An argument could be made that I should not have turned down these offers. They all have offered better experience and better pay than what I currently have. Just not as good as what I still hope for. 

I'm a total tease. But we already knew this, right? Let's just hope I find the right one before I have absolutely no more stamina left to keep looking. 

In related news -- I have been sucked of my motivation to do any form of exercise aside from walking for almost a month (with the exception of about 3 days). Drudgery and disappointment will do that to you. But I am going to power over this hump and promise to do better.

In unrelated news -- I was quoted in an article on USA Today about couples who look like each other. And they included Ben and Mine's picture in their subsequent photo gallery. We both look awful in the picture. And we look alike. And I'm going to ignore the implications in those two adjectives and assume the first is totally circumstantial. You can see the article by linking here.The photo gallery is here. 

Call Me Self-Indulgent

No, really. I think you should. I submit to you the following facts to substantiate my claim:

I don't just like to travel. I like to travel a lot and try to go somewhere every month (or so, as schedule permits).

I don't just like ice cream. I like the GOOD ice cream. And I eat it almost every day.

I don't just like shoes. I LOVE shoes. And I allow myself to buy ridiculous shoes that no one could ever need and yet I could never do without.

I could go on, but that could be a little TMI. And I think you get the idea. Ironically, while there are a lot of words that have been used to describe me over the years, we all seem to have missed this one. At least I can't recall anyone making such an accusation. And I don't know how we did as it seems so obvious now. In regards to the things I love, I put almost no limits on how much I am allowed to consume of them. And it turns out I'm capable of consuming A LOT of the things I love. Furthermore, I haven't found a good reason not to. And I feel absolutely no remorse or guilt for said consumption.

Is there a support group for this? Hello. I'm self-indulgent. And I see no reason to stop. Would you like a bit of my ice cream?