Monday, June 27, 2005
Gravy
Missy and I want to move into a home before the "BIG DAY" next year. We have a plan to save up "our" money and have enough to put a large down payment on a house. We are both trying to make as much money as we can. I've been looking for another job to increase my income, while still maintaining an income from my current employer. She has been working on developing her own line of beauty products.
I have been disappointed with my last interview. I was called up the next day and offered a salary much lower than what I've already got, and this for a job where I would have to manage people and projects. Sure the projects were not that complicated and the interviewer tried to make it seem harder than it really would be, but still. An offer of $38,800 for the job of IT manager is almost insulting.
Missy has just started her part. She has created the products that she is looking to sell. She has put a lot of time and effort into her potential business. I have helped her in some ways. She came up with some basic sketches for the labels and I have made them pretty and appealing. In my opinion beauty products all smell similar, so the thing that has to set them apart would be packaging and design. I hope she does well and that the money she gets back makes up for all the time, effort, ingredients and what not that she has put into this project.
In any case, if things get no worse than they are right now, we should have $75K to play with and that should help us get a nice house... unless the housing bubble doesn't burst and just continues to grow. That would suck. We'd have to live in the ghetto or in the sticks, which is just as dangerous. But if I get another job or Missy makes any money selling her products, then that is just gravy.
I have been disappointed with my last interview. I was called up the next day and offered a salary much lower than what I've already got, and this for a job where I would have to manage people and projects. Sure the projects were not that complicated and the interviewer tried to make it seem harder than it really would be, but still. An offer of $38,800 for the job of IT manager is almost insulting.
Missy has just started her part. She has created the products that she is looking to sell. She has put a lot of time and effort into her potential business. I have helped her in some ways. She came up with some basic sketches for the labels and I have made them pretty and appealing. In my opinion beauty products all smell similar, so the thing that has to set them apart would be packaging and design. I hope she does well and that the money she gets back makes up for all the time, effort, ingredients and what not that she has put into this project.
In any case, if things get no worse than they are right now, we should have $75K to play with and that should help us get a nice house... unless the housing bubble doesn't burst and just continues to grow. That would suck. We'd have to live in the ghetto or in the sticks, which is just as dangerous. But if I get another job or Missy makes any money selling her products, then that is just gravy.
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Cruising for Caterers...
Missy has provided me with the duty of arranging our caterer auditions. I hope to have them all prepare their most exotic dish, line up in a single-file line, dress up as clowns and perform acrobatic stunts as we partake in their cuisines, judging both the quality and quantity of the food and their acrobatic brilliance. I doubt that any caterer would be so inclined to participate in such a bazaar activity. The contingency plan is to call up each caterer and obtain a menu. Then select the cheapest three and arrange a meeting with each to do the taste testing.
I'm not that excited about the food bit. I've never really paid any attention to wedding food. We'll have an open bar, so even if the food in rancid, people could always find consolation in a cosmopolitan or solace in southern comfort. People tend to eat lightly at weddings anyway. Nobody wants to dance all night bloated and farting to the beat of the macerena. I say that we have an arrangement of appetizers and astronaut food. This way nobody is left unsatisfied and nobody fills with gas.
I'm not that excited about the food bit. I've never really paid any attention to wedding food. We'll have an open bar, so even if the food in rancid, people could always find consolation in a cosmopolitan or solace in southern comfort. People tend to eat lightly at weddings anyway. Nobody wants to dance all night bloated and farting to the beat of the macerena. I say that we have an arrangement of appetizers and astronaut food. This way nobody is left unsatisfied and nobody fills with gas.
