The Call

I’ve received a call yesterday about an interview this week. Actually I received several phone calls about job offers. One all the way down south which will be a three hours commute back and forth, two days a week. The other three days I would be working in Amsterdam. Well, I told them those are my terms. They’ve actually asked for me, no idea why but it was kind of flattering. So I told them, show me a solid proposal and I will think about it. Funny thing is that in the meantime I received the other call.

It means that once a client puts an option on me they claim me for about five days, they will organise the interview and then they’ll have three days to decide if they’ll take me for the job or not. After those three days, another client has the right to put an option on me but in between they’re not allowed to take business away from eachother, hence this solution. It also means that if they decide after the interview that they won’t hire me I will automatically have my next interview down south.

Anyway. I wanted to accept one more assignment so I’ll time to sort out a parttime job. And this assignment is a really good one, it will add to my portfolio which is much better than all the consultancy stuff *boring!*. I will have to come up with good designs ;) The downside is that I’ll probably will have to postpone my summer vacation because it’s a half year contract. I won’t be going on vacation during their summer break. I don’t mind though, perhaps it’s even better that way…

It has been a weird month of March, very chaotic and unusual. I’m still considering everything I wrote about earlier, but I’ve put it on the side for now until I know for sure what is going to happen next, once I’ve had the interview…

(Update: the interview went extremely well, but it was planned on a Friday which -in my opinion- is a bad day to have an interview. Especially when you’re the first and they’ll be seeing others the week after. They will forget the impression you’ve left that day because of the weekend. I was called the week after the interview that I was a great second choice. It means that if at some point the same opportunity arises again they will contact and hire me.

That opportunity will arise because I know they’ll work on a major project that will need to be finished within the next two years. It’s not important though. What’s important is that I realised that morning -although being disappointed- that everything happens for a reason. Perhaps it was never meant to be after all. My dreams have been telling me the same lately. Perhaps I should face fear and cut some ties, finally…)

Warped Mind

I’m thinking a lot lately… All sorts of thoughts enter my brain. At times I wish I could shut it off because some are about stuff that I do not wish to think about. I feel peaceful today tho. I guess something fell of my shoulders when the hospital called about the biopsies. I guess I’m glad I could postpone surgery.

I’ve been reorganising my Moleskine notebook and finally stuck all the design stuff that I wanted to keep in there. I also had a look at job options because I found a cool one online yesterday. I should apply really, the downside is that it’s a 40 hour job. I’ve promised myself to look for 32 hour jobs only.

And I should keep that promise to myself, but then doubts are popping up out of nowhere. I guess cleaning out my stuff is a way to organise these brain effects, make it less warped. I put things where they belong, I throw out stuff I don’t need and detach myself from useless people and things. It’s liberating!

And doubts are just a way to confuse myself about decision I’ve made ages ago. It’s fear in disguise, a trick to stay safe and sound and not take risks. Sometimes the mind is nothing but a complex network of firing neurons, as simple as that. I should try to see it that way instead of making things unnecessarily complicated.

So in order to keep it simple, I do simple stuff. And meanwhile I draw complex blueprints in my head with goals to reach. I try to visualise where I want to be within the next five years. I’ll try and change the things that seem too dificult right now. It’s not that I can’t do it, it’s just that I feel paralysed in a way.

But since I’ve got a creative mind, which works overtime mostly, I’m certain that I will find solutions. I always have and I always will. It’s the core ‘me’… And I trust ‘me’ to help me when I need it. Warped mind, bend yourself in different ways so I can see where the blueprint will take me. You can, I know you can!