J. survived and I have a job!

It's been 3 days since I last blogged. As far as I can tell, J. has suffered no ill effects from the fruit and he is still eating it. I have noticed that his last 2 workshops have gone exceptionally well and he seems to be coming up with new ideas on how to help the trainers. This has all ocurred in the last 3 days since he ate this fruit. I am now thinking that perhaps I should be eating it also. In the meantime, my mom has written me and is now worried. Stop worrying, mom. Unless this fruit is slow acting, I think the danger is past. I have now shed my "trailing spouse" status! It's not a huge job, nor a full-time job but I am excited about it. My job prospects have been touch and go ever since we arrived. Mostly I have been told that it could easily take a year to get a job. Well, I don't have a year. I have 5 months! When I expressed my willingness to work, I have been asked if I can type and how technologically proficient I am. I know this will bring a smile to many of you who are reading this. I have not extolled my computer skills and decided I was better off unemployed than getting fired. Besides that, I wasn't sure it was worth giving up my housewife status for a job I would find far outside my abilities! So, I persisted and kept thinking that perhaps I could be an exception to the rule. Although I am still not sure how this all happened, but somehow things did work out. You will be glad to know that my computer skills are not going to be very important in my job. Instead, I have been hired to co-teach a clinical course on domestic violence at the only law school in Qatar - Qatar University, College of Law. My first class begins Sunday. I am also helping prepare the moot court team for competition in the Middle East and in England. I started that today. More may develop, but so far, that's it. All I can say is at least I am not teaching an income tax class. I couldn't even fake my way through that class. It's been an interesting process. I wrote my own contract and was prepared to present it to the Dean of the Law School when I received a call that the American Bar Association was prepared to pay me. No quibbling, no argument, no need to negotiate. All things I was prepared to do. So, now the hard part begins. I have to learn what I am going to teach. Tomorrow I meet with the person who will co-teach the course with me and we will draft the syllabus. Did I mention that there are no female professors in the law school? Well, that was confirmed today. There was one, but she was fired. There are 25 male professors in the law school. Last week, it was decreed that beginning in the fall of 2012, all classes in the law school will be taught in Arabic only. Needless to say, I am brushing up on my Arabic. There is nothing I can do about my gender. Well, I have only given you the highlights. You will have to be satisfied with that.