So, what’s going on these days is a job hunt.  I creep through the underbrush and lie in wait for the perfect job to come hesitatingly out into the open and then I POUNCE!!!  Or, I would pounce if I found a perfect job.  So far most of the jobs that have sounded really interesting to me have been the kinds that don’t pay.  Yes, I would like to teach English to little immigrant kids or their parents but on the other hand I need money to pay for gas and to move.  

The house of the creek is so close and yet still unattainable until I get a job.  I’m worried about the condition of the house.  I know it’s going to be very rough.  Yet I can hardly keep from smiling when I remember leaving and promising that I would live on that farm (very confident and optimistic for a 13 year old), then sitting on the footbridge before the Peace Corps and thinking, “Two more years and this is where I’ll be.”  Now I’m very close indeed.

Of course I do not just want a job to pay the bills, I want one that is rewarding and challenging as well.  But, I do not think that this job has to be my "career."  Especially since I am thinking about a complete change of career focus.
 

Quote of the Day:

“Is this my original cranium?”-J

WOOOOOHOOOOOOO! Daddy sent me an e-mail Sunday that contained news of unexpected wonderfulness. They (the grandparents) are going to wait until I get back to decide what to do with the house on the creek! I never imagined they would wait for me. Yay yay yay! Happy, happy dance!