In Which It's Never What We Think
Okay, I guess I should explain what I've been freaking out about all week.
Bluntly, I'll be moving up to Portland in slightly little less than a month. I was expecting this move to happen at the end of August/early September.
I don't really feel ready for this and on top of that, I've been having a massive round of 'what the hell do I even want to do?' Because I hate my current job and I hated the one before that and I suspect I'll hate any new job I get too. Because I don't think I'll ever be happy working the daily 9-5 (or 7-4 as is the case of this job) grind.
The part of me responsible for Japan and New Mexico is all for doing something else bat shit crazy right now, but I don't know what to do even on that front. Things like Peace Corp and Americorp will demand more of me than I want to give and I still need a relatively steady income until my loans are gone. So I don't really know what to do except go get another job and work it until I either figure something out or I can stop. Which is the plan at the moment.
The move itself I'm not too worried about. My sisters (and their spouses) have agreed to help me on this front. It's going to be a little awkward as the one with the pickup truck will only be around the week before the actual move date, but I think we can figure out something. Then I'll be couch surfing between my sisters' places until I find a job/place of my own, which will hopefully not take too long because no one deserves to put up with me in the mood I'm in.
Now I have to figure out the move details and how to resign from my current job. But first, I'm going to get breakfast.
Bluntly, I'll be moving up to Portland in slightly little less than a month. I was expecting this move to happen at the end of August/early September.
I don't really feel ready for this and on top of that, I've been having a massive round of 'what the hell do I even want to do?' Because I hate my current job and I hated the one before that and I suspect I'll hate any new job I get too. Because I don't think I'll ever be happy working the daily 9-5 (or 7-4 as is the case of this job) grind.
The part of me responsible for Japan and New Mexico is all for doing something else bat shit crazy right now, but I don't know what to do even on that front. Things like Peace Corp and Americorp will demand more of me than I want to give and I still need a relatively steady income until my loans are gone. So I don't really know what to do except go get another job and work it until I either figure something out or I can stop. Which is the plan at the moment.
The move itself I'm not too worried about. My sisters (and their spouses) have agreed to help me on this front. It's going to be a little awkward as the one with the pickup truck will only be around the week before the actual move date, but I think we can figure out something. Then I'll be couch surfing between my sisters' places until I find a job/place of my own, which will hopefully not take too long because no one deserves to put up with me in the mood I'm in.
Now I have to figure out the move details and how to resign from my current job. But first, I'm going to get breakfast.