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Tales from Funemployment: Conclusion

My brief yet stressful stint as an unemployed woman is over! Though I suppose I was never technically unemployed in the first place. This whole short series was a complete lie right from the start.

Anyway, I’m officially employed now so it doesn’t even matter anymore. I’m still at the same company, which I have mixed feelings about. On the one hand, I am a creature of habit and this place is familiar to me now. On the other hand, I now have a sour taste in my mouth due to this place and I don’t exactly feel as secure here as I once did.  i do really like my new job so far, though. I’m doing copy editing and I’m really excited to begin building my skills in this area. I think this will help make me better suited for more opportunities in the future and will hopefully help me on my way to my dream job.

The work is so completely different from everything I was doing before. It’s so relaxing! I don’t dread coming in to work anymore. I don’t have to worry about meetings and putting fires out and playing goalie with my inbox. I just get to come in, quietly do my work, and go home. It’s fabulous. It’s providing me with a much needed mental break.

I’m just happy I can get my life back on track. Though I think the track may look a bit different from here on out. Stay tuned. I think it’s going to be good.

 

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Tales From Funemployment: Chapter 2

I still don’t have a job, in case you were all wondering. The search continues.

In the meantime, I am still somewhat employed at my previous/current place of business as the kind people I have worked with for the past five years do their best to try to find a way for me to stay with the company. I am forever grateful for their help and support, but at the same time, living in this limbo land of not-quite-employed is really not good for my anxiety levels. I’m waiting to hear back on one last possible opportunity there, so I should know whether I am staying or going by the end of this week.

As time goes by, I have found myself beginning to form a sort of plan. Maybe not a plan, exactly, but I am starting to get a clearer idea of the kinds of work I’d like to be doing and the type of place I’d like to work.

I need to be doing something creative. I want to be doing something creative. I sit here and go on and on about how I want to write! I want to be a writer! But I don’t actually do anything about it.

For years I’ve been toying with the idea of studying graphic design. “That seems like so much fun,” I would think, “But I don’t know anything about it.”

For a brief but intense few weeks I was hell bent on going back to school to be a teacher. Further consideration of this plan has convinced me that no, I don’t. Those summers off always try to lure me in. But I’m pretty sure teachers should want to educate the future of America and create well rounded and bright young individuals. And I just want summer off to go to the beach and do all this writing I’m always going on about. So that seemed like a misguided idea.

So I made the decision to go back to school. For a certificate in graphic design. A slightly less expensive and commitment intense option. If it turns out I really love it and can see the benefit of having a second bachelors, then those classes can go towards attaining one. If all goes according to plan, I should be taking my first class in January.

In the meantime, I’m still struggling to find something to pay the bills and provide me with health insurance. Wish me luck? I sure do need it.

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che sara, sara

Che sara, sara. What will be, will be.

I have this tattooed on the inside of my wrist because as a self proclaimed control freak, going with the flow can sometimes be hard for me.

Che sara, sara. What will be, will be. Everything will be okay.

I’ve been glancing at my wrist a lot this week. This has been one of craziest, scariest, most surreal weeks of my life.

On Monday, I found out the position I currently hold at my company has been eliminated, thus leaving me jobless.

There have been whispers and rumors and all kinds of speculation that something was going down at work, but I don’t think any of us thought it was going to be quite so drastic.There’s a lot of background and details surrounding this event, but I’m not going to get into them. Suffice it to say that as of August 30th I am no longer employed by my company and for the next week and a half all I am supposed to do is forward emails. Which I can do from my couch.

My initial reaction to this news was “Fuck me.” Which was immediately followed by “Funemployment!” So basically I have been on a complete roller coaster of emotion this week ranging from “my life is the worst” to “this is awesome”. As a weird coincidence, my BFF H also lost her job last week, so at the very least I am in good company.

I’m not sure how things will pan out. My brain is going in a thousand different directions as I try to figure out what my best option is.

On the plus side, I now have plenty of time to blog and I’m sure this experience will result in lots of blog fodder, so stay tuned.

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