Everytime I think I’d like to stop writing about job hunting, there’s always something else that comes up. I hope you’re not tired of reading about my job woes. I’m certainly tired of having job woes. And the fact that I only ever write about my failure to find a job sure makes me look pathetic. And it shows that there’s nothing else going on in my life right now. Okay, enough self-deprication.

I do have good news, though.

And it’s not about the horse farm. I gave up on that. The lady said I was too slow (never mind the fact that I had a bad cold and a mild fever while I was working for her), so I told her she probably shouldn’t rely on me (and I didn’t want her to fire all her part-timers so she could hire me). And when I went back for my pay she ripped me off, because my work “wasn’t worth much to her”.

And it’s not about the YMCA job, ’cause I didn’t get that either.

And it’s not about the program assistant job I thought I’d get, that’s 4 Saturdays a month at the nursing home I used to work at, and still play music at. In fact, that’s where my day started. I found out I didn’t get that job, and I was pretty upset. I thought, “for sure I’ll at least get THIS job, because I’ve already worked there, the residents know me and love me, they’ve seen how I work with programs, and who, but me, would want to work on only Saturdays, anyway?” But I was wrong. They wanted someone with the right degree. So, I was pretty upset.

Then I decided I have to take this job thing into my own hands. Obviously I’m going for jobs that I’m not qualified for. And what jobs am I getting? MUSIC jobs. I’m the MUSIC coordinator at one nursing home, a SINGER/PIANIST at another nursing home and an ORGANIST at a church. What am I learning from this? MAYBE I should try for music jobs.

So I, somewhat on a whim (based on a notion that I’ve been disregarding these last few monthes), popped over to the OTHER nursing home in town, to offer my services as a freelance musician. I expected the worst. But, as it happened, the program coordinator was actually IN, and when I told her what I had to offer, she actually didn’t have any musicians coming in, and she actually WAS interested in what I had to offer. On top of that, when I told her that I was also interested in chaplaincy, she said that they don’t have a chaplain at this time, and she is trying to convince the ‘higher upers” that one is needed, and would I be interested in doing come chaplaincy as well? BINGO! Normally I would try to NOT count my chickens before they hatch (ie. write a blog excitedly about a job I may or may not get….okay, you’re right. I do that all the time), but the twinkle in her eyes at the thought of having a musician/chaplain around (and the fact that she said she was practically positive she could get something together for me), makes me think that my days of job woe are over!

Talking to the other nursing home program coordinators in town after meeting this one (both of whom I work for), made me realize that perhaps God has a hand in all this, too. They both said that this coordinator has been looking for a musician lately, and has really been wanting to find one. What bizarre timing, that I would think to show up today!

I know, I know. This may not turn out to be anything, and I’ll be back in the land of sulkery and self-pity. But hey! At least my spirits are up now! And maybe God knew that I wouldn’t have been happy with those other jobs, anyway, or that I would have sucked at them. He works in Mysterious ways.