I've had a very interesting couple of weeks. 

I've had a few places show varying amounts of interest in me for faculty positions, which is good.  (Of course, my newest unintentional interest in collectibles apparently lies in rejection letters, which are starting to show up, as expected).  I am refusing to talk about the potential jobs much here because this is a public blog.  Of course, I work through thoughts by writing, so I will be keeping track of my thought process somewhere, just not anywhere that these prospective employers can read about it.

I've worked with Amy to rid our house of some crap that we don't need.  We're doing this in anticipation of moving.  We cleaned out our garage last Sunday.  Today was our basement.  Tomorrow will be our weeding out our clothing and my books.  Right now, our yard is full of trash bags, and the trashmen are bringing a "special pickup" on Monday morning.  This pile of trash will grow tomorrow.  We're also going to have a yard sale next weekend to get rid of usable stuff.  We have more clothes than a well-stocked Goodwill, and that needs to change.  Half the shit we haven't worn in years.

You should come to the yard sale!  It'll be fun, I think...

We also managed to purchase a dryer today.  I (finally) got a check back from part of my travel reimbursement for going to AAG last month, which was just enough to buy a practically-new-but-used dryer from Franklin's.  Once I put a cord on it, we're going to have dryer-dried clothes for the first time since like February.  When you have anywhere between four and seven fur-shedding dogs living in the house, AND live in a climate as rainy as Akron is, you need a dryer.  Having a dryer makes me far more excited than it should.

I've written somewhere around 70 pages of dissertation in the past week or so.  This is very good news!  I'm up to around 137 pages of dissertation, and am making serious progress.  I know, it's not done and I only have two months, but honestly, in terms of the actual writing process, I'm really only spent maybe two weeks actually writing thus far.  Now, I know exactly what I want to say, and I just have to put it on paper.  This thing will definitely be finished by July 15!  Hell, at this point, I'm shooting for June 15...

Amy's looking at the possibility of becoming a realtor once we move.  I really like this idea, because I think it would fit nicely in many ways with what she would like in a job (independence, flexibility, helping people, changing tasks), plus it would help supplement our income, which will be necessary given our (okay, mostly my) school debt.

All of these generally good things make me think that everything is falling into place.  With my generally pessimistic mindset, anything good that happens is always a major coup.  Right now, because I'm so pessimistic, I feel pretty good with how things are working.  Of course, in the back of my pea-sized mind, I'm constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop, the major bomb that will disrupt everything and ruin all forward momentum.

Pessimism sucks.  Sometimes.