You know how everyone talks about failing their new year’s resolutions, so much so that it has become commonplace? Well, not this girl. I plan to succeed in mine. And one of my New Year’s resolutions is to branch out in my work. I have two jobs, one of which is working for my mom’s psychology practice (you can read about the other one here). So, today, I wrote an email to my mom’s very large workplace asking her colleagues if they’d be interested in hiring me to score some assessments, summarize records, help with workman’s compensation reports, and write Autism summaries… basically, a sweet deal if you’re a psychologist who wants to escape the monotony of writing the same type of report over and over. To be honest, the reason I’m trying to find even more work is because my grandparents are loaning me the money for grad school, and I need to pay them back as soon as I can. I’m a person who worries about owing anything to anyone, even to people who love me a lot, and besides, I’m training my work ethic for the future.
Unfortunately, this morning, I wasn’t feeling well (not COVID), which derailed me for a few hours. I was quite literally put out of commission. A jog was the one thing I felt like doing, so I ran at a slow pace for around 35 mins. Then, when I got home, I did a bunch of tasks. I maxed out my Roth IRA for 2021 with my grandpa, who arrived to help me figure out Fidelity. “You’ll retire comfortably,” he said, smiling. My grandma arrived with enough treats to feed a small country (or her teenage grandchildren– same difference). She also noticed that I spilled ink from a pen onto my comforter (some wise advice: do not journal in bed) and bought me a delightful lilac comforter.
After that, I did a few reports. One of the practicum sites that I applied to requested reference letters from my doctoral level instructors via email. My professors only knew me for 1 semester, I thought, panicked. How are they supposed to write anything besides “she did well in my class”. Eventually, I picked my favorite professor that I had all semester. She actually called me when I couldn’t figure out a part of the MCMI-IV assessment and explained it over the phone. I hoped that she would mention how inquisitive I am in class, because if there’s one strength I have, it’s being unafraid to ask questions. To my great relief, she replied that it would be her pleasure to write the letter.
I submitted my Continuity Care paperwork and did a session in the evening. This was also when I decided to call up Continuity Care to ask about getting vaccinated. What followed was a victory dance, during which half of my family offered to take me to get vaccinated in case there were leftovers. This is the only time that people actually look forward to getting the leftovers of something. Lastly, I finished a book that was written partly in jest about how to live like a Parisian. It contains tips on how not to reveal the person you are cheating on your partner with! I’m hoping they were kidding about that.