I'll admit it, my mind has been feeling a bit stuck lately. I've been trying to fight the pessimism that has been creeping into my brain over the last month, but 16 months (and counting) with no work has really been difficult. A couple of days ago, I realized that it'd probably be best to avoid breaking down in front of your blog. No sir, I will not write negative posts on here. I'll just keep going. So I've avoided my (now broken) laptop when feeling like crap.
Instead, I've been hitting the pavement looking for anything. Ever since a spinal injury, my doctor recommended that I avoid any type of retail work "or work involving physical labor." Well ma'am, no offense, but the economy isn't exactly friendly right now (in case you haven't noticed) and I no longer have the patience to wait for a job that would be the right fit for me. You have to adapt to the world. The world isn't going to adapt to you.
Yesterday, I applied to be a secretary at a hospital, and I'm waiting back from my job advisor to hear about a job in a courthouse.
My mind's been racing over a lot of things:
-Returning to school?
-What jobs are economically friendly? Medical jobs. Federal Jobs.
-What areas have a better economy then mine? Texas for one. Austin especally.
I've even thought about applying for work in other states and if I find a job, packing up and just leaving NJ with the savings I already have. (My orginal plan was to save up some more and move out in two years) Risky? Hell yes. Especially since my savings consists of about $8,000. Frankly, I'm not even sure if I'm being realistic. I've got a stepmother at home who doesn't want me to go anywhere one minute, and out the next. All I know is that I feel like I've always been the one to watch the world go by, I've always paitently waited for my turn. Well, I'm no longer paitent. I want it to be my turn. I want to get out of here and do something that's just for me. A story that's just mine to tell. Selfish? Perhaps. But I no longer care.