walking across the Burnside Bridge this afternoon.
well, hello from Portland! in a quick turn of events, I now live in my own apartment in Portland (with the kitty, of course). I never thought I would end up back in Oregon – albeit an entirely new neighborhood that I hadn’t even driven through during my first 18 years residing here.
so here we go! another “fresh start” to add to my list… but the biggest and best news of all? I’m employed – in my field – with benefits! yeah, what a concept, I know, but this has been the most complicated and slowest employment process ever! I’m not doing entirely what I wanted to be doing, but I am doing what I know I am great at and I am very excited for my position and the population I’ll be interacting with. I’ll be working as a counselor at a small transitional group home with residents that are between 17-24 years old with varying levels of mental health and life skills. I started orientation on Monday and I’ll be continuing to train and start shadowing employees at several facilities around Portland until my facility is ready for me to begin. I’ve worked as a residential counselor before in Los Angeles and it is seriously intense work but I love it, I’m great at it, and I am more than ready to do this! oh and for the record – I signed a year lease. no more moving. cheers!
2012 has not been an awesome year for me, and to be honest, it hasn’t even been a good year. However, I want to reflect on the positive, because we all know it’s all too easy to stay in the shitty negative zone. So, here are my top 6 moments of 2012.
Adopting ryan kitty. I haven’t introduced you all to ryan kitty yet but oh my lord of all things cute, I am shamelessly and beyond obsessed with my kitten. He plays fetch, he purrs in an instant, sleeps on my chest, loves me endlessly, and makes me squeal and giggle all day long. ryan kitty (I’ll explain him and his name in a later post) has been the my absolute highlight of 2012, hands down.
Seeing Kaskade twice in one week. There are certain bands/artists that impact you like no others can, and Kaskade is that for me. He went on tour this summer and I immediately bought tickets to see him at Red Rocks in Denver. My parents invited me home for a long weekend, a friend in Portland mentioned his tour schedule, and I planned my trip around his Portland date. Red Rocks is a bucket-list worthy venue, and the tiny venue in Portland was the location of the majority of the concerts I went to in high school. it. was. awesome.
Obama’s reelection. enough said.
Turning 27. I’m not a fan of my birthday but this year I celebrated (just two days before my move!) with my best friend in Denver, in pajamas, with ryan kitty, we watched the presidential debate and Mean Girls, played a drinking game or two, and ordered a pizza.
Hearing the words “we can offer you a position…” for the first time since I graduated. I haven’t expanded on my employment yet on the blog because my job, which I was hired for almost a month ago, hasn’t begun yet. But it will, and when it does, I will explain.
Starting over, yet again. I’m not fully convinced that moving back to the Northwest was the best possible idea. However, I love my roommate, love the area, and love that I had 3 job interviews in a week (one of which resulted in a job). I miss Denver like crazy but things are falling into place here.
greetings from a new state and new time zone! I moved to the Seattle-Tacoma area about a month ago and have been happily settling in ever since. I haven’t found employment yet but I did have two different interviews this week for jobs in my field, which feels great to finally have actual movement. It’s hard to enjoy my new surroundings with literally no money in my bank account but living half a mile from the Puget Sound after being landlocked for three years is simply amazing.
my birthday came and went a month ago and it scares me how close I am getting to 30 – however I know I have a ton of living and loving left in me. my kitten (ryan) has integrated well with his two new kitty siblings and is quite fond of the boy who is his age. my roommate, Deanna, and I just squeal about how adorable they are together. yes, we are crazy cat ladies.
everything feels different yet I am hesitant to update my blog. I’ve been job searching for so long and although I do have some actual prospects I am waiting to hear back from – it’s hard admitting how frustrating and lengthy this process has been. cross your fingers for me!
I’ve been applying for jobs in Denver for a while – I do live here, after all – but I haven’t been exclusively searching until now. Turns out I live in an amazing city with a lot of great opportunities and there is no reason for me to feel unhappy or stuck. I’m now officially applying for jobs here (applied for 12 today) and plan to find a job in my field, buy a car, and potentially move to a larger apartment with more amenities. I had a quick opportunity to move out of my uber-expensive apartment at DU and got a deal on this vintage studio but I’m sick of having no space, no dishwasher, no gym, no garbage disposal, no living room, etc.
Full disclosure – I’m embarrassed that the cohort a year below me is about to graduate and some have already secured jobs (although I am totally proud of them) and that it’s taken me a year to figure out what I want to do. I don’t feel like I have much to show for the past year but there have been hundreds of job applications. maybe even one thousand. I do work full time. I am a manager. things could be much worse! and the overseas thing, for whatever reason, is unfortunately not happening (but I do still have a valid passport and a backpack and am tempted to buy a ticket to Peru or Thailand…).
so there it is. I am finally embracing life in Denver and realizing I can make it work here. the restaurant has been a change of pace and has been fun but I’m starting to hit the wall there and I want to use my skills, intelligence, experience, etc. I want to do what I know I’m meant to do and I’m going to make it happen for myself, no matter what.
p.s. one of my best friends, Jane, is running a half marathon in San Francisco and is fundraising with the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society’s (LLS) Team In Training to help find cures and better treatments for leukemia, lymphoma, Hodgkin’s disease and myeloma. please visit her website and consider making a donation (I just donated $50!).
I just exclaimed to the twitter world that I just applied for my dream job. is this true? mostly. I’m at the point of desperation for a job that any job paying over $40k, with a semi-international focus, semi-applicable to my field, has now become my “dream” job. It’s officially been over a year since I have been job searching and about nine months since I have been seriously searching (aka nine months since I graduated) and I don’t have much to show for myself besides a handful of interviews and a few hundred rejection emails. I wish it wasn’t so difficult to move to a developing country and help people and make a meager salary. but it IS.
so what’s next? a change of field? a change of city or country? I wish I knew.
So. I’m frustrated. I’ve been applying for jobs for an entire year now and I’m reaching a point where it’s difficult to find agencies that I haven’t yet applied with. I’ve interviewed with several different agencies however they’ve all ended with the rejection email. Just so I don’t sound totally whiny, I know my situation could be worse. I know the economy is tough, I know I could be unemployed, and I know I could be a lot less educated and experienced. There is a job, if not countless jobs, that I would be amazing at. That being said, I am still frustrated, feeling rejected, and questioning my career intentions. I won’t list everywhere I’ve applied because I’m almost embarrassed of how many applications I’ve sent out and to be honest I don’t even entirely remember (I’ll make another post on what exactly I want to do with my life).
I don’t like admitting defeat. I’m young, well educated, talented, friendly, confident and experienced. I interview well. However, this process is actually starting to get to me. I can’t wait for six months from now when I can laugh at this entry when I’m employed and happy and saving the world (although I said that six months ago, and six months before that).
What’s my next step? The same steps just likely a bit more vigorously. I’ve found my second wind and I’m just going to have to make it happen for myself.