Remember how I wrote about the rain over the weekend? Well, it’s Thursday and the rain has NOT stopped! Not even a little bit. I’m over it already.
Plus, it appears that my work negotiations are falling through.
I spoke with the people holding the contract that I was so excited about, and they quoted me a figure that I started crunching. I was prepared to negotiate higher when the woman I’d talked with called me back and said there had been a mistake. The figure that she’d talked about was based on an annual salary and NOT a 6-month figure. So basically, she told me to cut the number she’d quoted IN HALF!!!
WTF.
Um, there’s NO WAY that I’d take 6 months out of my life, maintain two households (the contract position was on-premises so I’d have to keep an apartment there as well as keep my address here), and commute and pay for all of my own benefits on HALF of the pay that I was expecting. It was a shock. And insulting. And totally HER mistake! PLUS, she told me that her company has 11 contractors working at this company already. How could she make such a GLARING mistake in the first quote??
I’m supposed to talk with them again today and I’m simply going to lay my cards on the table. I’m going to give them a figure that I’m worth, and give them an alternate option of working from home and having them fly me in on an as-needed basis. That way I could work on other projects as well and still live here full time.
You never know, right?
And I talked with the crack-head guy again. He’s the one who wanted me to design a line for him. I asked him if he would be willing to let me work on special projects for him on a freelance basis, and he told me no. He said he needed a full-time, dedicated person. And truthfully, I’m not up to handing my life over to a crazy man. Because I know that’s what it would be…pure full-time insanity.
I’m not that desperate. Yet. But I am getting nervous.
Breaking News: I JUST got an email from another person who was helping me with a job lead, and she told me they’d offered the position to someone! I didn’t even TALK with anyone. ARRRGGGHHHH!
I am desperate for a ray of sunshine right about now.
In dating news, K. has invited me to another arts/cocktail event tonight. This is becoming a regular thing, and I like it! He’s coming over to my place tonight so that we can go from here (much closer).
K. is going through some major drama with his business, and it looks like he’s going to start up something else. I have never seen someone handle stress so calmly. He should be able make some headway tonight with some of his clients. Meanwhile, I’ll hopefully make a few more contacts tonight, too.
We’ve come a long way, K. and I. He likes me. In fact, we’ve determined that he LIKES me likes me, so there’s that. But I’ve also discovered that he’s one of those kinds of people who are afraid of making concrete decisions. In other words, fear of commitment.
And I’m still not 100% sure how I feel about him anyway, so I guess it’s okay that we keep going on the way we’ve been going. Right?
In the meantime, Mark (4-hour guy) and I had a long conversation last night. We’d talked about him driving here this weekend, but he’s pushed our date out to mid-week since he had to make an urgent trip to New York tonight. I have a sneaking suspicion that he’s going to mix his business with pleasure. I mean, he’s flying late on Thursday night and coming back on Sunday afternoon. Hmmm….
Meanwhile, I haven’t heard from Poolside Jim. I wonder if he’s okay. He had to suddenly leave town over the weekend and told me that he wanted to get together again this week. I have a weird feeling that he had to leave for some kind of bad emergency. I just sent a text asking him if everything was okay…
Annnnnnd. It appears I’ve been missing out on some RAD action as I’ve been dropping the ball on some others. Sometimes it can all just get to be too much, you know? I’m very guilty of not returning emails and I’ve even missed some phone calls (goes both ways, doesn’t it?).
So, hmmmffff. I guess I better sign off for today. I need to scrub this place spotless if I’m going to have a man-caller over tonight, huh?
Ohhhhh, the life of the single, unemployed woman. It’s been sorta fun, but I think I’m ready to get off this particular ride.
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