Today's Support for Special Needs post discusses the phenomenon of nomad parenting. But more than that, it talks about how that concept affects my own family. In the past, and yes, in the future.
If you're one of those people who never clicks through to read what I've written over at SfSN (and believe me, I understand the strain that extra click places on you; I am up late every night, tortured with guilt over the legions of carpel tunnel sufferers that I have no doubt created), here's the piece that might surprise you. We are looking to move to the Chicago area, hopefully within the coming months. We have our reasons, some of which I discuss in the piece that lies behind that brutal extra click, and some of which are personal.
I'm looking for a job. This is a little daunting because 1) I have a job now that I quite enjoy, and 2) my resume is a little… weird. It certainly makes searching for new work to be a challenge. So if you live in the Chicago area and either know of job possibilities or are a mighty hiring captain of industry yourself, please let me know. I've been shooting resumes into the internet void for the past week or so, and I'm starting to feel like one of those SETI scientists who monitor deep space radio waves and wait in vain to hear from aliens who want to be our friends. Or, you know, give us jobs.