The day started off with Baby Spiderman's first ponytail. Since we won't be cutting his hair until he's 3, and I can no longer ignore the fact that his hair is in his eyes, I finally gave him that little "waterspout" on the crown of his head.
I did my feel-good cleaning/baking business in the morning. After lunch, I girded my loins and decided to pin Paz down for an answer. Either he had already come to a decision, or my body language told him I was done waiting, because he gave me a straightforward answer with almost no pushing at all: no. I'm slightly disappointed, slightly relieved, and mostly not surprised in the least.
The Husbinator and I discussed what to do next, and we concluded that it doesn't make sense for me to look for full-time work on the kibbutz that is unrelated to my field. Some part-time work might lend structure to my day and give me a chance to exercise my Hebrew, but I'll be focusing my energy on a search for a long-term job.
Bearing that in mind, I got in touch with Rachel, an engineer and recent immigrant whose email the Nefesh B'Nefesh employment counselor gave me. She was overflowing with good advice and general insight into the Israeli engineering culture, and I shall transfer the notes I scribbled into my, hm... Well, into something digital, and I'll go from there!
(OK, that doesn't sound like much of a whirlwind, but I left out some mundane emails/taxes/conversations/homework/housework/foodwork/etcwork, on the rationale that I don't need to write a bullet-list of every day. But believe me, the afternoon/evening was a whirlwind of Good Jobs Well Done!)
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