I’m so behind on posting what’s going on here, I’ve been having trouble knowing where to start. So, I thought I’d just start with the biggest thing and see what I have time for after that.
As some of you are aware, I moved to Washington, DC (ok, technically Gaithersburg, MD) a little over a year ago for work. Well, we’re moving again, this time to Orlando, FL. I’ll be starting this fall as an Assistant Professor of Digital Media at the University of Central Florida.
The academic job search is pretty unique and as it’s been where the majority of my free time has gone this last year, I thought I’d explain it for those who aren’t familiar. Most everyone wants their professors to start around the new school year, so most of the jobs get posted between September and December the year before (so yes, I was applying for a new job 2 months after starting this one!) Each job generally requires a cv (which is a 10+ page resume but which fortunately you only have to write once), a 1-2 page statement of teaching, a 1-2 page statement of research, and a 1-2 page cover letter explaining why you’re a good fit for that particular institution. Each of these is personalized for the position you’re applying for. A lot of it is reusable, but it’s a 4-8 hour process for each job you apply to (and those first few are much, much longer). I finished my last application at the end of January.
Then there are the phone interviews. Those start in December, and run until as late as April depending on the school. From there, if you make it to the next step, they will fly you to a 2-3 day on-site interview where you give one or two talks and meet approximately a bajillion people. These run from February to May/June. Offers go out sometime after that.
I tell you all this mostly because holy CRAP that was a lot of work and basically the most drawn out process ever. I applied to 22 places, had phone interviews at 7, got invited to 3 on-site interviews, and accepted the first offer I got because I thought it was a great fit and didn’t feel the need to wait to see if anyone else would give me an offer.
We are moving in the middle of next month, and I flew down a few weeks ago to find a rental. I was able to find something the last day (phew!) and it’s less than 5 miles from work. I am in huge, huge denial about having a grown-up job and also that I’m moving to a new state that is even hotter than my current one. And also that I have to do that whole packing and moving thing. Again. At least we barely unpacked from our last move.
I’ve been playing a lot of “I won’t miss this, but I will miss this.” Current high scores for “I really, really, really won’t miss my 1.5 hour commute (each way),” but “I will really, really, really miss the beautiful land our rental is on.” (Check it out, this fox came to visit us yesterday!)
This post is incredibly babble-y, but I’m feeling a bit lost at the moment. So much in flux, and a lot of exciting and scary things are looming in front of me. One step at a time, and I will get there.