I'm calling it an early evening. I'm already in bed. So many transitions, and I feel worn out for some reason. I'm grateful to be back in Seattle, but the process of navigating a city by foot, investigating jobs, applying, keeping track, and interviewing wears on my psyche. Am I too much of a baby?
So I end the day feeling productive for getting out there and making contacts and so forth, but I feel relieved that tomorrow will be a new day. Oh, and I really have to start eating healthier! And back to zumba someday soon.
I had my second interview with Arts for All today. It would start end of August, and I would work through Americorp with this organization that promotes art in children and adults with and without disabilities. The interview went well, and I am being moved forward.
I am still waiting to hear from the Jesuits of the Pacific Northwest about a possible job with them. They have everything but are still waiting on my college transcripts. Hurry up, Berea.
And here in Seattle, I desperately long to be busy and useful, among people and physically active. I have an interview with Diva Espresso tomorrow downtown, and then I have an interview Thursday at Olive and Grape, a Mediterranean Restaurant. Both jobs feel interesting to me. I also want to try Yanni's again...
It is a process, constantly looking for work even when you have a good solid job. I wish I had been born in a different era, truly, but for some reason, God has me here for this time and place.
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