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Last Thursday I got a call from a center I applied to over a month ago. At the time I received a “sorry, but the position has been filled internally” message from them. Now they have two more openings, and they would like me to come in for an interview on Wednesday.

Last night after 5, I applied for a Head Start position in Story City. At 8:13 this morning they sent me a thanks for your interest email. Half an hour later they called me to set up an interview. I’m supposed to call back this afternoon to arrange a day/time (the woman I need to talk to is in meetings all morning).

In May I applied to the Ames Community School District for a teaching assistant position. They called me at 10 this morning, my interview is on Thursday.

My head is going to explode.

Update: My Head Start interview is on Friday. Three interviews in three days, I wonder who’s going to call me next?

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Our Wedding

We would like to celebrate our marriage with family and friends on October 10 at the Hickory Shelter in Brookside Park, Ames Iowa. We will be in the park all day after a private wedding ceremony. We will have refreshments and good times to share. Please stop by if you can, and stay for as long as you’d like. The gathering may be informal, but you’ll help make our special occasion more special by joining us!

Check back here for more information!

Sam Ose and Nichole Adkins
(SCAka Olai and Elena)

See a map of the location here:

Insomnia and Summer

The summer I was 8 or 9 years old is when I first started having insomnia. We lived in south-east Georgia which is very hot and humid. Our house was out in the middle of nowhere with swamps and creeks all around, and the air-conditioning was very unreliable. It was hot, sticky, and filled with mosquitoes. Sleep was next to impossible unless I was completely exhausted. So I would stay up reading, watching tv, or walking around the yard. My parents never knew as long as I stayed quiet; and even my sister–who was usually my insomnia buddy–seemed to have an easier time getting to sleep than I did.
By the summer I was 10, this pattern was firmly established. Once the weather turned hot I was up til at least 3 A.M. every night. Barbara and I usually had a lot of fun on those nights, and since it was summer we didn’t have to worry about school. But there were a number of nights that I sat alone on the back patio and desperately wished I could sleep.
The years went on, and by my late teens my difficulties sleeping at night had spread to most of the year (except winter, when I want to hibernate), but summer was always the worst. When I had to get up early and consistently I could make myself sleep at night, but it was never easy for me. The summer I was 20 I took my first overnight job. It didn’t last long (we moved), but it gave me a chance to use my sleeplessness.
By the time I was 23 I was working full time on third shift, and going to school full time during the day. In the summers–when I had an especially hard time sleeping–I also did community theater so I was completely exhausted when I did go to bed.
After I moved to Ames my schedule got flip-flopped around so much my insomnia didn’t know what to do. I became tired all the time, but still not able to sleep when I wanted to–which persists to this day. Even after I returned to overnight work I never regained the energy insomnia used to give me.
I eventually finished school and started working a normal schedule for a few years. I had to get up consistently early, so I could sleep at night. I still rarely felt rested, but at least I was maintaining a sleeping pattern. Now I’m unemployed (fairly happily!), and it’s summer. Over the past few weeks it’s become increasingly difficult for me to sleep at night. I go to bed at the same reasonable hour that Sam does, but then I toss and turn or stare at the ceiling for half the night. I try to make myself get up at a consistent, relatively early, time every day; but that’s hard to do when I don’t need to get up at a particular time. I’m fighting the urge to revert to my old summer insomnia schedule. I might sleep better if I did, but I would really prefer to have a schedule that’s compatible with Sam’s. Call me crazy, but I kind of like spending time with the big goof.

Garden update

The flower bed where the lilacs were now hosts about 20 daylilies in unknown colors (they should be blooming in the next week or so), and some smaller unidentified plants that also aren’t blooming yet. The bed across the street has astilbe and hostas. The little tree has been replaced with a smaller tree/bush which is slightly more attractive than its predecessor, and has been surrounded by a bunch of random small flowers. Thankfully the garden/park across the street is untouched, so we still have a couple of lilacs in the area.