My blog has a new look- it's shabby chic.
and I'm shabby chic.
It's pretty much a match made in heaven.
Another announcement:
The Lieutenant was promoted this month!
His title is still "Lieutenant" but he moved up a rank which was accompanied by a VERY welcome pay raise. The raise came in perfect time, honestly because I am still gainfully UNemployed.
Some of you may remember my previous post in which I explored being a lady of leisure and the reasons that made me an ideal candidate for said lifestyle.
Let me just say that I am re-thinking my position on that topic.
After spending the past three months steadily crafting and redecorating our apartment, writing songs on my guitar and watching endless hours of The Food Network, I've come to the conclusion that being a lady of leisure is actually boring. Let me give a disclaimer by saying that I am fairly sure that this would not be the case if we were living in our hometown surrounded by our family and friends.
BUT as it is, I am living in a new city with exactly ONE friend who has a time-consuming full time teaching job and a husband who works 12 hours a day on the regular.
So being a lady of leisure? Let's just say, it's not 'all that'.
I seem to be playing an unsuccessful game of hide-and-seek.
BUT as it is, I am living in a new city with exactly ONE friend who has a time-consuming full time teaching job and a husband who works 12 hours a day on the regular.
So being a lady of leisure? Let's just say, it's not 'all that'.
What changed my mind? Maybe it's supply and demand.
Mainly the fact that I'm now demanding a job and nobody seems to be supplying one.
Yes, indeed,
I have a bachelor's degree in Marketing.
I graduated with a 3.8 GPA.
I have about two years of experience in sales and advertising.
I have volunteer and intern experience in the field.
and I cannot find a job.
Let's just say that it's not the fact that I'm applying for jobs that are above my pay-grade. I've actually applied for jobs that I'm OVER-qualified for, by a lot. A lot a lot.
As in, I've even applied to be a waitress.
A secretary.
Anything that will get me out of the house, really.
As in, I've even applied to be a waitress.
A secretary.
Anything that will get me out of the house, really.
Maybe the grass really is greener on the other side of the fence.
All I can say for sure is that this job-search is a serious lesson in patience.
and I guess I'm learning.
SLOWLY.
All I can say for sure is that this job-search is a serious lesson in patience.
and I guess I'm learning.
SLOWLY.
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