<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7433826321111335503</id><updated>2011-07-21T19:42:59.866-04:00</updated><category term='Paper Chase'/><category term='Monday Motivation'/><title type='text'>Misadventures of a Recovering Sorority Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>Let's see...I'm thirtysomething, single, and living in the small town where I grew up.  In the past year, I've been downsized out of my career and "let go" from a temp position.  This life doesn't look anything like that ten year plan I had at age 22.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recoveringsororitygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7433826321111335503/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recoveringsororitygirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883858181706390127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2joKNQF5dRQ/TiTON17hhUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sATjDKEUeHk/s220/untitled1.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7433826321111335503.post-1140395373207029931</id><published>2011-07-19T13:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T13:28:42.715-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paper Chase'/><title type='text'>The Paper Chase</title><content type='html'>No, I'm not applying to law school.&amp;nbsp; I might as well be, however, because of the great load of applications I complete every week.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;strong&gt;detest&lt;/strong&gt; job hunting.&amp;nbsp; Doesn't everyone, I can hear you saying.&amp;nbsp; No, I do more than anyone else--because I've done it more than anyone else.&amp;nbsp;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming out of college, I was a licensed social studies teacher--talk about an oversaturated job market.&amp;nbsp; I did a mass mailing to all the high schools in my state with my lovely cover letter and resume (the RSG in me made sure I used high quality, gorgeous Crane paper).&amp;nbsp; No interviews. No job.&amp;nbsp; Finally, two days after school had started, I found a job.&amp;nbsp; At a small, Catholic (yay God!) high school.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years of misadventures later, I was finished with grad school and looking for a counseling position.&amp;nbsp; This time, I actually had a slew of interviews. I traveled up and down every interstate and US highway in our fair state.&amp;nbsp; No job.&amp;nbsp; Then I was offered a position three hours from home, two hours from where I had lived and made a life for seven years.&amp;nbsp; Desperate, I took it, and moved to Misery.&amp;nbsp; Loved Misery schools, hated living in Misery.&amp;nbsp; Found a job near home, moved back to the hometown.&amp;nbsp; Worked there and loved it for five years, until my position was cut due to our state budget cuts (Thank you Mr. Governor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for two years, I've been following every lead, but I have a problem--I'm expensive.&amp;nbsp; Twelve years of teaching experience makes me not an attractive hire, and difficult to justify to&amp;nbsp;the school board.&amp;nbsp; So I'm looking outside of the realm of K-12 education.&amp;nbsp; Lucky me!&amp;nbsp; Too bad every higher ed job wants someone with higher ed experience--how am I supposed to get higher ed experience if no one has a starting level job?!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I've decided to once again apply to the mothership--my headquarters.&amp;nbsp; They have a position open, one that maybe I have a chance to get?&amp;nbsp; But that means the added stress of making sure every i is dotted and every t is crossed.&amp;nbsp; That's my goal for this afternoon--to send it off before I chicken out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7433826321111335503-1140395373207029931?l=recoveringsororitygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recoveringsororitygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1140395373207029931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://recoveringsororitygirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/paper-chase.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7433826321111335503/posts/default/1140395373207029931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7433826321111335503/posts/default/1140395373207029931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recoveringsororitygirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/paper-chase.html' title='The Paper Chase'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883858181706390127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2joKNQF5dRQ/TiTON17hhUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sATjDKEUeHk/s220/untitled1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7433826321111335503.post-1135411981842246882</id><published>2011-07-18T22:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T22:06:08.221-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Motivation'/><title type='text'>Monday Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high.&amp;nbsp; Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew - &lt;i&gt;and so do I&lt;/i&gt;, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, &lt;i&gt;and so did my parents&lt;/i&gt; - that there was all the difference in the world.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;~J.K. Rowling, "Horcruxes," &lt;i&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince&lt;/i&gt;, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7433826321111335503-1135411981842246882?l=recoveringsororitygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recoveringsororitygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1135411981842246882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://recoveringsororitygirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/monday-motivation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7433826321111335503/posts/default/1135411981842246882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7433826321111335503/posts/default/1135411981842246882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recoveringsororitygirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/monday-motivation.html' title='Monday Motivation'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883858181706390127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2joKNQF5dRQ/TiTON17hhUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sATjDKEUeHk/s220/untitled1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7433826321111335503.post-123082624620885411</id><published>2011-07-18T19:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T19:49:31.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And Away We Go!</title><content type='html'>Why do a blog?&amp;nbsp; It seems so terribly overdone.&amp;nbsp; Well, I have nothing but time on my hand these days, and my other options are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even more facestalking old college acquaintances&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learning to play online cribbage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cleaning my house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Sooo, blogging it is!&amp;nbsp; I'm sure this blog&amp;nbsp;will turn into a mish-mash of stories, recipes, and the other crap everyone else does.&amp;nbsp; Maybe not.&amp;nbsp; Since I've never been known for sharing too much about myself, this could get interesting. xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7433826321111335503-123082624620885411?l=recoveringsororitygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recoveringsororitygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/123082624620885411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://recoveringsororitygirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-away-we-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7433826321111335503/posts/default/123082624620885411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7433826321111335503/posts/default/123082624620885411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recoveringsororitygirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-away-we-go.html' title='And Away We Go!'/><author><name>Heather</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883858181706390127</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2joKNQF5dRQ/TiTON17hhUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/sATjDKEUeHk/s220/untitled1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
