The energy it takes to engage in a serious job-search is considerable. I tend to be overwhelmed a lot of the time, probably because of the oppressive relentlessness of the process. There is always, always something to do. There is no such thing as a coffee break or day off when this is your life. And literally: THIS. IS. YOUR. LIFE.
For me, I have to admit that I am not only overwhelmed, but exhausted.
If one is attending to the “job” (of job-searching) as one should (and must), there is detail after detail to attend to. For me, I always have at least one application in process, or, if not, I know that there is yet another web search to perform in order to see if something has surreptitiously opened up and been posted while I wasn’t paying attention.
Right now, I have two interviews to prepare for that will happen next week. Of course, that is absolutely the kind of place any job-searcher wants to be in. The entire purpose of all the friggin’ paperwork in the first place is to get noticed enough to get the interview. So, I’m happy. Of course, one of these interviews is a two-day process, happening in two cities, and involves a presentation open to the entire community. I have needed to stop almost everything else in order to do the research for this presentation.
With these two interviews, I will be averaging slightly more than one interview a month over the last six months. While the goal of an offer and acceptance of a new position has not yet been reached, there is evidence here that I’m probably on the right track.
But, the rest of it. Oh, the rest of it. I have forms and letters for the next four application packets in process, with due dates that are coming up fast. There are letters of application and interest to revise and customize. There are resumé copies to print out (mine is 17 pages long; I use a lot of printer ink). There are copies of transcripts to duplicate, collate, and attach. There is an inventory of mailing envelopes to maintain. There are reference letters to ask for and people to keep in touch with.
And, always, always, always, there is the time that must be spent online visiting the sites that may yield the piece of information most desired: the posting of “the perfect job.” Ah, does such a thing exist?
This process is difficult for me, and I consider myself an expert at it. I have taught job-search classes, so, presumably I know all the “right” things. I have a killer resumé, and a stock form of an application letter that provides a lengthy, but engaging, narrative of my education and experience. So, I think I know what I’m doing.
I’m getting noticed. I’m being talked to. I just need the right “fit!”
Hope is the feeling you have that the feeling you have isn’t permanent. – Jean Kerr