The New Phonebooks Are Here!

Well, not really. But an out of print book on the life of Steve Marriott has been re-published and is affordable again. And is being shipped to me this week. Woot!

The more I know about his life the more I see similarities between it and my life and my ex-husband. The destruction that is addiction is just incomprehensible. You take a perfectly delightful, and in his case supremely talented, human being, add more money than god and a cocaine addiction and you get:

An alcoholic in his cups is an unlovely creature. Our struggles with them are variously strenuous, comic, and tragic.

It is the truth. And we lose so many folks this way. My ex’s death certificate said “suicide” and Steve Marriott’s said “smoke inhalation due to a house fire.” They should have said “alcoholism.”

The man fascinates me and I’m dying to get my hands on this sometimes flawed book. I read a lot of biographies and when they deal with addiction I’m all over it. As much as I have a girl crush, the truth is his story breaks my heart. I wish he could have found sobriety. I don’t know if was denial, too much access, fame, or what. I know in the very early 70’s he tried to clean up his act to save his marriage. I think when he failed to do both, he gave up. Fuck it. The battle cry of the alcoholic. I always see myself running down a hill, painted with blue celtic symbols, a huge sword, screaming FUCK IIIITTTTTT! And I laugh and the moment passes. I’m a very lucky woman.

It Is A New Life

I got the job! It’s with a woman who is the premier psychologist in the world (really, some of my counselor friends are amazed and impressed) for the treatment of borderline personality disorder and suicide. I will be her gatekeeper, her assistant, and the person who fields the calls from the distraught (she will train me for the latter). I will also be re-doing two websites. Variety is the spice of life. She is a delightful woman and told me the day we met that she wanted me. Her excitement on the phone when I accepted the offer was enough to stoke my ego for a long time to come and bought serious loyalty already. Her assoc. director is a gem of a person too and she also wanted me. From the beginning, Friday, I was the top candidate. I’m just thrilled to be working with such truly nice and interesting women. It starts at 75% but I’m guessing will move to 100% before the end of the year. Which is a good way to ease back into the groove. I start Mon or Tues, I’ll find out before the weekend.

Little Boys

I felt that Hecate really had something to say today about Little Boys that was a slight tangent or perhaps an elaboration on what I was trying to say about female relationships with our men in the Mercy post.  Had to share here.  There are more thoughts that occur to me over time that I’ve simply been to emotionally busy to deal with of late.  But I had to make sure I shared this tidbit.  I guess, for me, this place of Little Boys and Nonnas, is the place to begin.  But what about those who didn’t have those relationships.  Do we give up on them simply because they are no longer little boys?

No I say.  No.  Nay.  Not one bit.  I know too many absolutely awesome men to stay in a hating mode….

Work and the Week in Cancer

The British playwright Colley Cibber, who was born 55 years after Shakespeare died, thought that the Bard’s historical drama Richard III needed improvement. He made extensive revisions, transposing scenes and inserting new material. For 150 years, Cibber’s version was widely performed, effectively replacing Shakespeare’s rendition. I suggest you borrow Cibber’s strategy for your own in the coming weeks. Take something you like and personalize it; make it into your own. Be sure to acknowledge the original, of course. But have fun blending your influence with the prototype as you create a useful and amusing hybrid.

I believe I have just been offered a job.  I received an email on Sunday saying they were sorry to write on Sunday but their schedule was crazy.  They’d received my resume from HR on Friday.  They had been to my website, loved it, thought it was beautiful.  My resume is fantastic, when can she call me and meet me?  She called me at 9am the next morning and I met her and her associate(s) this morning.

After two interviews she told me she wants to offer the job to me.  She has two interviews scheduled already and felt honor bound to follow through but would I like the job.  I had already decided that this would be the most amazing opportunity.  Not web work, not really, although that is a feature.  Working with a research professor and her staff.  She specializes in Borderline disorder.  Several interviewees have left halfway through the interview when they discovered that.  She told me that when she received my email Sunday she knew then and there she wanted to hire me but needed her colleague to meet me and check her excitement.  She asked me three times if I was sure, she was that sure she wanted me.

At any rate, it’s slightly less than I was making full time last year but that’s no matter in these days and to have a job with two women I really liked immediately with my own office, all my benefits restored 100%, is a coup.  How does this pertain to the horoscope?  I’d be starting Monday for one thing.  And I’d be filling the shoes of an assistant that was very much loved and admired.  Della Street.  I’m going to make it mine and be just as loved.  Watch me.  They have earned my loyalty already.

She has called my references already, one emailed me and I’m waiting for him to call me back.  Evidently she must have told him the same thing as he’s busting a gut.  He’s never called me about a prospective employer before.

I think this is it my friends.  The drought appears to be over…

I’m so grateful.  I would of course take any job offered me at this time but to have it be a perfect fit in all ways is a total amazing bonus.

THANK YOU UNIVERSE.  THANK YOUTHANK YOUTHANK YOUTHANK YOU THANK YOU!!