Really truly not trying to jinx this one. That summer job cleaning didn’t last long. One month cleaning bathrooms and then another month power washing in the central kitchen (and honestly thay wasn’t even a full month), until I just couldn’t do it. I know some people like manual labor, and I will say something, it makes you appreciate everything a little more. All the same its not for me.
I still kept my nanny jobs going a bit, until one of the 4 year old boys just kept grabbing my boobs. All the time. I eventually quit but kept sending out resumes around.
September was a month of no work for me. Three of those resumes turned into interviews. The Duck Store, the La Quinta, and finally Key Bank. I wasn’t the right fit for any of it.
As my readers know, I’ve been searching for quite a while. Since I graduated college in 2015 I’ve been looking casually, that’s the luxury of having a working husband I guess. I sent of some of my writing too but no big hits. Then about a year later just after getting married I started freaking out, not that I really needed too. Of all my friends who have graduated, starting in 2012, only a handful have gotten meaningful employment. Debt we all earned but careers? Not so much.
I’m looking for the positive though, I’m happy and relatively healthy. My husband and I both have preexisting conditions so that’s a constant fear now days, that our insurance will get taken away and without it we can’t afford my husband’s inhaler… It seems like everything is scary these days so who’s to say. He’s been so happy at his job all this time, plus their always short staffed, so I went for it. It’s caregiving for the elderly so it’s nothing I’m terribly unfamiliar with. Expecting to be happy with it indeed, just waiting for them to place me now.