This is the motto I have been working (or
not working) under since arriving in SoCal. It hasn't exactly produced results. Job hunting really stinks. (And so do my shoes, I am realizing as I sit here in a coffee shop...I'll keep them on.) I have begun to realize what a blessing it is to have a full-time job with benefits. I miss the stability of it.
I could find a part-time minimum wage job (McDonalds, Wal-Mart, etc.) here, but it would not be enough to pay my expenses. Sheesh! I don't know.
I am facing a couple of big decisions lately. Do I stay out here, strain my financial resources even more than I have in the past three months, or do I head back to MN with my tail between my legs and look for something there while staying with friends and family? I know I would have a slightly easier time finding something in Minnesota, simply because my degree and teaching license means something there, whereas here it doesn't help me one bit. I am pretty sure I could even find a full-time position somewhere for the fall, but then, what about Martin?
As the countdown begins for me to move out of Edna's house (two weeks), I am finding myself in a bit of a pinch.
I think this pinch has been the source of recent stomach problems that reduced me to eating chicken broth and oatmeal for a few days. Not fun.
I am determined to stay positive about it all, but feel like I have the hint of a dark cloud over my head at the moment. My mood is cheerful and chipper...and I am surprisingly relaxed about most of it. Especially that I have this marathon coming up--that helps a lot.
I feel bad that my problems have started to cause Martin to stress. I think he feels a responsibility to do really really well to help me out. I wish it weren't that way. I know that I am far from the only one with these problems...sorry to burden y'all.
On another note, I have applied for a couple of jobs in Ecuador! My dream of fluency in Spanish just might come true. The job with the most potential is in Quito and has a 3-month minimum contract. The pay isn't awesome, but at least I wouldn't be
losing money like I am here in California. Then it's off to Buenos Aires in July for my much anticipated trip with Kara. Traveling costs just about the same as what I pay to live here, so I might as well, right?