The working girl

Can I just tell you how excited I am to be working?

I just love being a part of the workforce again. I love having co-workers and an office (well right now I'm homeless, but next week I'll have a desk and office). I love having to get up early and navigating the parking garage. I love going to lunch with my new co-workers and learning new systems. I even am loving the HR paperwork (thought I'll be happy once I get it all in and done).

I'm in a good place.

Now give me my first paycheck and life will be suh-weet!!!

House hunting

So we've been looking for a house for the last few weeks. It will be our first. We may be better off financially in a year, but we've been putting off getting a house for two years now and we are tired of waiting. It was right then not to buy since we had no down payment saved and the market was so crazy that we would have been stuck with a shoebox sized condo. Anyways, the market is good, we have a decent down payment set aside, and we both are ready to get out of apartments.

People mention that house hunting is stressful, but I always assumed that it was because they were also trying to sell a house at the same time as buying. I don't even know how that works. Frankly we're having a hard enough time with the schedule we have, what with our lease running out in a few months.

The thing that makes house hunting stressful (at least when it's your first home) is that unless you are a trust fund baby, independently wealthy, or just really lucky you have to sacrifice some serious stuff to find an affordable house. For instance:

We found an awesome house in a great location only to learn that it has a sinkhole problem. Not a gamble either of us want to take.

We found a home in a fantastic location, but it needs some serious updating and TLC. A financial commitment we aren't sure we can make.

We find a dream house that looks like those homes you see on TV, but it is in the middle on nowhere and would require at least an hour commute to work everyday. Not a sacrifice I am willing to make.

We now are looking at 4 other places brought to us by a new realtor. I'm not positive about the location of these, but from the map I think they are okay neighborhoods. The homes look okay. A few updates and TLC needed but nothing major. One is a non-evac zone home (a big consideration when you live near the coast in hurricane prone FL), so that is a plus. None however are perfect.....and sadly that is the true stressor in looking for a home. That you will have to settle for something less than what you really want. It's especially frustrating when what you really want is not that much.

I'm not looking for a show home here, but just a comfortable house with a little room to grow that is in a safe neighborhood with nice neighbors and doesn't need a total overhaul. I don't think that's really too much to ask for.

A blessing from God

I am employed. I have a job. I will be getting a paycheck, and benefits, and all those other great things that come with a job.....and it's a really great job!

This does not happen to people. You do not go from no hope, to a job in one day...not without some serious intervention from God. I mean I e-mailed my resume to this company last night at 10 p.m. and today by 6 p.m. I was offered a job.

I can not tell you how elated I am!

Perhaps God is smiling on me

You know, He works in mysterious ways sometimes. Just when you think all hope is gone, something happens that is exactly what you've been looking for.

I have another interview today with a company that wants to hire someone immediately, so as long as I nail this interview I could be employed soon. I can not tell you how elated that thought makes me.

I'm a little worried as it is something a little out of left field (not too far out, but not anything I have direct experience in doing), but as long as I convince them that I can do the job, I don't think it will be a problem.

Time to outline all my fabulous qualities so I am sure to mention them during the interview.

I'm feeling better

Okay, so after sobbing on the phone to a dear friend and to my mom, I have a renewed focus.

I applied for three more jobs, two of which I'm actually pretty excited about. Hopefully they call soon so I can rub it in the face of this company that has been jerking me around for the last three months.

I also am going to a temp agency tomorrow to get temporary employment....you know since that's their thing. This will hold me over until someone realizes my greatness and decides they must hire me on the spot and pay me a ridiculously large salary.

The outcome

Sadly outcome number one happened. I did not apply at Target, but there were tears. Oh, there were tears.

On the plus side I do not know for sure one way or the other so I possibly could still have the job, but I did not leave that interview thinking that I nailed it. In fact I'm pretty sure they are not going to be hiring me anytime soon. I'm not really upset as far as that position or company go, but as far as the whole desperate for a job thing, I am devastated. I am so upset about it that I can't even make myself move to eat (anyone that knows me, knows that this is serious.....I can eat almost all the time).

I'm sure I'll be fine. I'm just so upset right now.

Job interview tomorrow

My Thursday schedule:

10 a.m. I will be sitting down for my final interview.
10:30 a.m. I will either be still sitting in the interview or will know my fate with this company at last.
12:00 p.m. I will be doing one of two things depending on the outcome of the interview. 1) I will be filling out an application at Target, crying my eyes out, but desperate for work, or 2) (and the scenario I know we're all hoping for) I will be in a bar celebrating with a beer. Anyone want to join me on their lunch hour?

So I'm a blogger too....

I fell into the trap, or jumped on the bandwagon....whichever phrase you want to use. I'm not quite sure what on earth I'm going to write about on here. I mean most blogs that I've read or visited have some sort of theme. Adoption, cooking, photography, babies, home renovation.....

Perhaps I'll figure this out as I go along. A friend of mine said these blogs are therapeutic. Sort of like a diary that you put out there for the world to read. I'm not sure I like that idea, since I have been known to write some stuff in my diary's that I know I wouldn't want anyone else to read. Guess that's what self-censoring is for.

Oh and grammar and spelling will be wrong....deal with it.