Having a degree in Geophysics has been something I’ve been extremely proud of since my graduation. It was a huge accomplishment and not at all easy to get. Some of the hardest classes were Quantum Physics & Fourier Series.
Having a degree in Geophysics has also been something that has caused me the greatest heartache since my graduation. The Energy industry is extremely fickle. Some don’t realise how fickle… On March 31, I was unemployed for the 4th time in my career. Let me tell you that it does not get any easier with practice. In fact, though I pride myself on not having my self worth wrapped up in my job, the constant rejection is nearly overwhelming. I can assure you, it doesn’t matter how much the give you at the good by party, it’s not nearly enough to over come the rejection. I am so lucky to have Papa and the dogs… They really have been my saving grace. I’ve been able to keep away from the dark thoughts that plague me in this uncertain time.
But always, there is hope on the horizon in the form of another job opportunity. I’m not going to count my chickens before they hatch. I will say that I am going to a second interview to an investment bank where they help companies who are going to purchase data and other companies have an unbiased opinion of the data and reserves the company to be purchased. It is contract, but that is actually a good thing. I will be responsible for my own healthcare and I will be able to deduct my mileage, auto payments miles to work and healthcare just to name a few. I’m hopeful. I got for my final interview tomorrow and have been told I’m the only candidate to have gotten that far. It’ll also be a bit different as I’ll be the data majordomo and I’ll have the opportunity to set the standards that the data will be implemented into the software.
So, tomorrow is a new day. I’m not James Bond but may feel like one by the end of the day.
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Here is the recipe I use for muscle cramps:
You don’t have to use the oils I’ve provided in the above links. However, these oils are quite reasonable in price and the selection is also very good. Be careful with the Clove oil. If it gets in the eyes it’s a bugger. Also, if you have a reaction, you can reduce it if you like. I find that Clove Oil give heat and it also helps with pain.
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My Nana was known for her turns of phrase and eclectic vocabulary. Thing-a-ma-jig, Whatcha-jiggy & Do-hicky are just a few examples of her unique descriptive. One that she used that is very different from anything I’ve ever heard and seems to be an adulteration of several phrases is “Changing Pews Mid-Stream”. I’ve never heard anyone else anyone else use it, but it’s most definitely an accurate description of my career.
It’s very unusual for someone to completely change the direction of their career in the middle. Oh, there are times when it’s necessary like when the Auto Industry went Ka-put or even when the Oil Industry, my industry, went Ka-put back in the 80’s. However, 2 years ago I was given the opportunity to move from the Drilling side of the world to the Reservoir Engineering side of the world. Let me state that I am not an Engineer, I am a scientist. They are NOT the same thing. Engineers try to prove something right. Scientists try to prove something wrong. It’s a different side of the same cube. The thinking process is not the same thing at all… of course both use scientific process, but one is the glass is half empty (scientists) and one is the glass is have full (engineers). I have spent the better part of 20 years being a scientist.
I have always been up for an intellectual challenge, which I accepted the challenge. However, I am also realistic and I will never make a fantastic engineer. I’ll make a good analyst and I’ll certainly be able handle what they throw at me. And I do enjoy what I’m doing. With that said, I won’t be an exceptional engineer, something I’m ok with. I would rather learn something new and have a wider range of skills than to be in my comfort zone only.
This year has been quite frustrating for me, mostly because I’m used to excelling and over achieving. I’ve been a top ranked employee for many, many years. In this particular team, everyone is an over achiever and they are all the best of the best… a testament to the management of my employer and my department. The frustration has been quite overwhelming at times, and has made my learning process more difficult at times. I think what makes it worse is that this isn’t rocket science I’m doing, which just goes to show how something simple can be something difficult if it’s in a different format.
With that said, I’m off to do more stuff that isn’t hard but is hard. I feel better having fussed about it a bit… sometimes getting it our makes the confidence go back up!
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I had intended on writing this post on Monday, but I was busy at work and then pooped here at home. I decided to put it off and managed to keep putting it off until this evening.
Monday was the 70th anniversary of the Battle of Iwo Jima. Called Operation Detachment, the fighting was long and hard, lasting until March 27th. The island was critical to defeating Japan as it afforded the bombers a refueling location on the way to main land Japan.
Barely a speck on the surface of the Pacific Ocean, once explored by Captain Cook himself, the islands true claim to fame was the photo taken by Joe Rosenthal that won the Pulitzer for Photography. With in days of when the photo was taken, three of the 6 men were killed, and a total of 26,000 marines were killed or injured in just 26 days. In addition, the USS Bismarck was sunk & the USS Saratoga was as close to sinking as a ship can get.
Every year, there are less and less WWII vets around. All of them, are over 90 years old, my Step Grandpa Douglass being one of them. People these days can’t be bothered with each other, let alone looking backward. It seems like people are taking a long drink from the same well the Nazi’s did. I wonder what the future holds for the world. Will it be like the fall of Rome, when the world was plunged into the Dark Ages for 700 years? If the terrorists get their way, that’s exactly what will happen.
What I saying is, remember those who came before you, especially those who fought in the name of freedom & peace.
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This morning started out on the wrong foot. I was tooling along on the Katy Toll Road, running with traffic. Once we filtered off the toll road to merge onto the Katy I saw a Houston City Police car on the left side shoulder. When he put his foot on the break, I knew he was going to pull out and I knew I was going to get a ticket; my car was the most expensive car in the grouping. I was right. When I pulled over to the left shoulder, he followed me and pulled in behind me. Great.
Something that really bugs me about life in the big city is that there are no such things as warnings and the police generally don’t care and are unsympathetic. Now, I’m not saying that I wasn’t speeding. I was. But, I also took care to position my vehicle so the officer was protected. I turned on the interior lights of the car on so he could see my activity and I told him before I reached for my purse that I was going to stick my hand in there… all things that help a police feel moderately safe in a traffic stop. I was friendly, cheerful, respectful and most importantly I didn’t try any histrionics to get out of the ticket. And for all that… I got a ticket that wasn’t reduced in any way and a terse explanation of how I can pay my ticket or where to go if I want to fight it.
I have no intention of fighting the ticket. I was speeding, after all. It just would have been nice not to get one or to have the officer just give a warning. But, I’ve come to believe that warnings don’t happen in the Big City, either. At least, they don’t to slightly chubby blondes driving a Mercedes Benz GLK 350.
I have been on vacation for nearly 3 weeks… My last day of work was December 18th. I have enjoyed every moment of it, and while I haven’t done much of anything but read, I have not been bored and feel truly rested for the first time in years, if ever since my collegiate years have ended. I have had a sore through for the better part of a week, most likely caught on December 30th when I trotted Papa to his many Dr’s appointments.
I’m getting excited about going back, but mostly because I get to drive my brand spanking new Mercedes-Benz GLK 350. It’s worth getting excited about for the heated seats alone as tomorrow morning is going to be a paltry 30 degrees (yikes). I have the girls in their cold weather gear so if they have to powder their nose in the night.
Something unusual for me this year is that I didn’t make any New Years resolutions. I opted for something that I have the possibility of successfully accomplishing. My goal is simple: Do my level best in all I do; Be the kindest person I can be, treating others as I want to treated; and, Alway behave as though God were keeping score (which he is). If I do these three things, I will be successful both personally and professionally.
As tomorrow’s a big day and I truly have done nothing, I’m going to sign off now and get a good nights sleep. I was already I poor physical condition and am in even more so now, I’m going to need all of my reserves to make it through.
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Another year has come and gone and I’ve only just started one of my goals from last year… Picking up writing again. Better late than never, is the saying and I agree with those thoughts.
Writing has always been my emotional outlet and I’ve missed it the two years I’ve given it up. I have learned several valuable lessons from past events including keeping my identity to not sharing with colleagues and co-workers to tempering my words (being emotionally smart). I’m in a much different place now, a good place. I’ve recovered from the trauma of previous employers and have less emotional baggage to carry around.
This past year has been an ok year for me, equal measures good and bad. Keeping up with friends has indicated that some have gone back to God, some have gotten lost and picked up old bad habits and managed to right themselves again and then some have done quite well.
I’ve found that I long for simpler days. I miss the times when responsibility was tempered with good fun and joy. It seems that those days are long gone. As I get older, I find the weight of responsibility gets heavier, not something I considered when I was 18, or even when I graduated university at 26. I am paying off debts this year… Student loan, credit card and home improvement, but taking on some more in the form of a new luxury car, which makes my life pretty well balanced.
When it’s all said and done, I hope that you and yours are having a good ending to the year of 2014 filled with friends and family. I send my blessings filled with the wish of the joy of friends and family not just for the end of this year, but through into 2015. But mostly, I hope that you continue your journey of life thru 2015 and beyond and that I am able to enjoy it with you in some small way.
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