Anyway, my job interview went something like this:
Me: "Can I work part time at the bookstore?"
This move was primarily to show current employment when filling out rental applications (for some reason, Landlords like to see what they call "income"). Ironically, I got accepted for my new apartment before I actually did any work, but I at least could indicate on my application that I was destined to have a job.
This makes a nice backdrop for a "Universe Taking Care of Things" story: Currently J (not my housemate J) has been staffing the store while looking for consulting work again. She was interviewed this week, seemingly destined to start next Monday. Fortuitously, I would be trained and able to take over her shift (Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Saturday 11:00 - 6:00 & Sunday 1:00 - 6:00, and sometimes Friday 11:00 - 6:00). Then I realized that A) I really NEED to spend next week packing and B) JQP will be here too. So by weird twist of Fate, the employers decided that J would be overqualified for the position, so they hired someone UNDERQALIFIED, with a five-day probationary period. So J will work the store next week, giving me time to pack and visit, and then she should (if the Universe is Just) replace the Underqualified guy and I can get some serious hours.
So I may work for a while surrounded by books. I can live with that.
So now I need to buckle down and pack. Of course, when faced with this necessity, my brain decides that I MUST finish my paintings first. So I've been spending a few hours daily to get those done, and I have only one piece unfinished. You can see the rest at my website (I finally put a direct link from the home page so people can find it easily).