I’m really interested to see what my life will be like once I have a “real” “normal” job.
Yesterday I set up my fourth and fifth first interviews in a two week span. Logically, one may think at least one or two will lead to second interviews and offers. Hopefully, one would be correct.
I’ve spent a lot of time over the past year or two putting things off until this part of my life came together. “How can I be confident meeting anyone new if I can’t tell them what I do with a straight face?” Then I was an intern. That helped, really! But weeks were sixty hours long. Days off did not exist. “After this,” I’d say.
Then it ended in June, and I was back where I began. I did tangible, little things to make myself feel better. And by better, I mean to take away the guilt from not applying for jobs during all my waking hours. I read more books. I listened to more new music. I baked more cupcakes. I got tan and lost fifteen pounds. I broke vegetarianism. I developed some new friendships as best as I could. I did not take photos. I did not continue decorating my apartment. I did not get a bike nor learn how to knit. These, the things I will do then.
I will get a job. It will be a fresh start. Someone who’s changed my life a bit during the past six months is moving away. This too will be a fresh start. I can’t wait to see what that means.
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