Making Friends With Football

FriNightLights
If you must know, yes Netflix, I am.

As if it’s any of your business. I don’t need you judging me just because I’ve been watching Friday Night Lights for 10 hours straight. It’s sweet and addictive and I cannot be held responsible. (See also: sabbatical)

I have never understood football—technically or spiritually. And it does seem almost like a religion sometimes. The levels of exaltation and enthusiasm are hard for me to fathom.

“Do you have money on this game?” I would ask hot boyfriend.

“Do you know the guys on this team personally?”

“Do you get a cut of their millions when they win?”

Then I don’t get it.

In case you haven’t watched, Friday Night Lights is set in a small fictional town in Texas called Dillon. High school football is pretty much the center of everyone’s world there. People do not dare be anywhere but the game on Friday nights. The coach gets dirty looks at the Tastee Freeze following a loss. Football players are like royalty.

I started watching Netflix a lot because I canceled our cable (See also: sabbatical). I have never watched a football game in my life, but this show got great reviews. At first I found the emphasis on football to be both annoying and comical. But then they got into the characters lives and I saw how football was woven into relationships, families and futures. I saw how it gave hope and purpose to a lot of kids and parents.

I’m learning so much on my sabbatical!

Percentage I understood the purpose of football before FNL = 0
Percentage I understand it now = 50

I am still not watching the NFL. Unless Kyle Chandler is starring. Sorry, hot boyfriend.

Sabbatical, Month 5: Just Keep Swimming, Just Keep Swimming

Lalalala…let me mosey on over to my computer and see what’s new on the job sites today. Click click click. Scroll scroll scroll.

Graphic Designer wanted. Oh goody, I AM a graphic designer! Alrighty, let me just shoot my 57th resume out into the Job Seeking Black Hole….aaaaaand done.

Now I just wait for a reply. Again.

I sit and ponder why the hiring peeps are never in a hurry. I’m sure they all have their reasons, but those reasons are always a mystery to the applying peeps. It stands to reason that if you place an ad asking for applicants, you must be in need of employees. So what’s with all the foot dragging!

A few months ago I interviewed at a great company. The position seemed tailor made for me. The money was there, the work was stuff I was made to do, they chatted with me for an hour and forty five minutes. Clearly, I had this in one the bag.

Fast forward Slow motion ahead four weeks where the hiring peeps tell me they are too busy to hire at the moment and will get back to me when things slow down. They still have not filled the position.

A few weeks ago I interviewed for a position at a great company. The position seemed tailor made for me. The money was there, the work was stuff I was made to do, the lady complimented my dress. Clearly, I had this in one the bag.

Fast forward Slow motion ahead three weeks to a random Friday afternoon. The company decided it only wanted to pay half the original salary and that I wasn’t one of their top picks because I had too much experience. They still have not filled the position.

All the waiting! All the dashed hopes! All of the nonsense! I wanted to flip out. I went to my sister’s and had chicken pot pies and cherry vodka instead.

That’s it. I’m done wrestling with the hiring peeps.

“We are going to see the manatees!” I announced. So the next day, we did. I had always thought of going, but never had. It occurred to me to stop waiting on a job (hiring peeps) and just start doing things that would make me feel good. Right now.

That day, it was seeing the damn manatees. Now it’s focusing on 5K training with my sister. Holding my nephew. Cooking yummy recipes. Taking hot baths. Watching Friday Night Lights. Photography with Hannah.

Dory says “Just keep swimming, just keep swimming…” but I think she meant with the current and not against. Duh. I can try to control this situation as much as I want, but it’s like being caught in a rip tide. You struggle, you drown. You relax and let it carry you, you’ll eventually make it out just fine. I’m ready to surrender and go with the flow.

I’m obviously still job seeking, but also thinking about what else there is. Right now. What do Oprah & Co. say about things like this? “What is yours will not pass you by”

Well there you have it.

Dory