No interviews, no requests for more information, nothing. I am feeling pretty discouraged. I found out yesterday that my husband, who had alerted people at work that he might be moving after this year, just told them that "most likely" he would stay where he is. I understand why he did this but it feels like a vote of no confidence. Not that I was feeling perky and optimistic before, as regular readers of my blog know.
I have to just keep working on the dissertation and hope for the best. It's hard, but what choice do I have? I am still sending out applications here and there as I see postings. I had this goofy idea that things would be easier for me, even though I have heard from everyone how tough the academic job market is. I'm sure everyone thinks they are the exception, right?
At this point I have to start thinking about temporary employment for next year. Ugh. I am really ready for things to be a little less unsettled, and signing up for another year of provisionality appeals to me about as much as a liver-and-peanut-butter sandwich.