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Jul 14, 2009 22:08

I'm attacking this with greater energy than previously. Last time I was on the job hunt, I complained and complained about how hard it was to get a job, but I realize now that I half-assed it and still got a job that I loved.

This time I'm averaging nearly ten job applications a day. I sent out maybe nine applications today, and I have another nine bookmarked to take care of first thing tomorrow morning. With any luck there'll be new jobs posted tomorrow to apply to as well. I have more than doubled my work experience as a journalist.

I will be employed.

Here's my epiphany: when I was working full time, I'd look forward to my days off because hell, I'd been busy all week long. I could lounge on the couch for a day and finally read, and the next day do laundry and cleaning that had built up over a week. Those two days were ultimately just a brief breath taken before diving back into the job for another week. It was a routine. It was easy. It's how I want to live.

Sitting in the apartment all day, every day with no end in sight, though? It is somewhat depressing.

So now my full-time job is looking for a job. Maybe I'm not the most employable person ever. But I've finally found my drive.
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