an entry somewhere else

I nearly went bonkers this week. We ran six days of workshop with two different groups. I did the last three days myself. That’s about 7 hours a day on my feet. Of course, I wasn’t mumbling along the whole time as that would have been pedagogically unsound. Besides, I really don’t like my own voice anyhow.

I also took my chances with the dermatologist this week. My counterpart graciously acccompanied me and informed me after the fact that he would have paid the doctor half what I did for the same services. I paid 20,000 for lab work, 100,000 for consultation (the doctor was walking around in bare feet and took a three second look at my fungus BEFORE washing her hands), and 195,000 for medication. The medication came unlabled in two bags. I have no idea what I’m taking. No one asked me if I was taking any other medications that could contraindicate usage. Hmmm. I’m just happy I’m relatively healthy.

Next week I’m off for Malaysia for more meetings and a presentation at Asia TEFL-a nice pad to the resume that has not been getting any bites. Doh! This trip, along with skipping off to Bali on the 21st for the triathlon, leaves my days in Makassar numbered to less than 20. It’s going to fly by… Some of my Fellow colleagues have lined up jobs in Burma and Greece while others are in the same boat as me–unemployed. I even recently emailed the Overlord to say I’d take another year in Makassar if there was trouble filling the post. He politely reminded me that I said nothing in January about re-upping, and the post was already filled. Fair enough.
The next step is… Perhaps the important thing to take away from this is that I’m not freaking out about lining up a job right now.