cheese and whine

It's time for a small and not especially well-written gripefest.

I'm tired of filling out job applications, writing cover letters, and tweaking my resume! Tired of it, ya hear?! I couldn't even get an interview for an elementary school receptionist position. How insulting!

But more than the tedium of applications, I'm tired of not being employed. It leaves me with way too much time to sit in front of the computer screen looking at wedding blogs and stressing out about how to decorate the reception and other decisions that don't really matter in the end.

I have an interview in Waco on Monday. Praying that this job is it.

Where to work?

I'm hopeful and excited about job possibilities for the first time, and let me tell you -- it feels great!

I'm not sure why this shift occurred, or if it will last.

It could be the compliment on my writing I received this morning. I've realized not everyone can write, and it is one of the most marketable and transferable skills I've got.

I've also realized I don't need to limit myself to newspaper journalism. There are PR opportunities that don't involve promoting massive, soul-sucking corporations. I could work for hospitals, schools, local governments, or nonprofits.

Switching gears completely -- a conversation with one of my former teachers pointed out the need for Spanish teachers. I could teach. It would require some brushing up, sure. And an emergency certification. But teaching Spanish to Americans couldn't be harder than teaching English to Thais, right?

So I'm broadening my search, and hoping the confidence levels stay buoyed.