The Adventure of A Job Search

Guys guys guys… It is fun being a grown-up huh? For the past few months, I’ve been adjusting to life back in the USA. I spend most of my time homeschooling my younger siblings whilst tying up loose ends and planning my next move (basically lots of paperwork).

Now it is time to start working.

Education degrees don’t pay for themselves. I have a few months til school starts. I am hoping to get a solid job beforehand so that I can save up and develop a work routine I can maintain once school starts.

 

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Getting a job is an exciting, albeit at times frustrating, adventure.

I’m currently waiting to hear back from my dream of dream jobs… working for a tiny locally owned inn at the center of a historic main street.

Can you imagine? A small group of coworkers I can get close to! Meeting corporate visitors from all over the world as well as high schoolers touring the local college! Working in an adorable building! Always busy with a variety of different tasks!

Not to mention, I’ve always dreamed of becoming a hotel clerk.

(Granted, there aren’t too many careers I haven’t dreamed about. Foot doctor, tax assistant, math professor… that’s all I’ve got).

 

When I was younger, my favorite bit of vacation was the hotel room. As soon as we’d check in, I’d run to the desk and unplug the phone from the wall. Then I’d beg my sisters to sit down at the chair at the other end of the desk and offer me ridiculous situations to sort through:

“I’ve got seven children and 10 dogs, do you have a room to accommodate us all?” 

“Excuuuuse me ma’am, but I’ve found a turtle in the closet of my room! How ruuude!” 

I would nod at their demands and complaints then push all the buttons on my unhooked phone until the problem was solved.

So now here I am. Finding a job to save up for my new ultimate dream of becoming a middle school teacher. Along the way, I may have the opportunity to be a hotel clerk, another one of my dreams.

Dreams on top of dreams guys! Ain’t that nice!

I find out if I will get the job at the end of this week.

Wish me luck!

When Pursuing A Dream Means Losing A Dream

A few months ago one of my favorite bloggers, Bailey, posted about how nobody can have it all. Her words kinda pretty much smacked me in the face, and I still haven’t recovered: “saying yes to one thing means saying no to something else”.

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As a wee one, I could fire up my imagination and enjoy the life of a diplomat, cowgirl, marine biologist, and that-eccentric-lady-with-blue-hair-who-lives-in-a-upside-down-cottage all in one day! When I ask kids what they want to be when they grow up, I can almost always follow their answer with “oh yeah, I used to want to be that too!” Because seriously, what didn’t I dream of doing?

Now that I am 19, it is time to actually start taking steps toward my dreams. There is nothing more exciting than doing things that you imagined as a kid! However, moving in the direction of one dream means leaving many other dreams in the dust. That’s rough, but we can’t just stay stuck in our imaginations for the rest of our lives. If  we are too scared to step away from one of our dreams in the direction of another, we will never go anywhere.

So today I have decided to step in the direction of moving to Wales (16 MORE DAYS!). I plan on studying history at Cardiff Uni, writing books, and seeing bits of the world.

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I am choosing to go to college instead of starting a cupcake truck business in New York City or running away and finding work on a farm in the middle of nowhere (as I may or may not have previously dreamed of doing).

I am choosing Wales instead of the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill.

I am choosing to study history (with the goal of teaching middle school) instead of studying astrophysics and becoming a space weatherman.

There is nothing more exciting than seeing your childhood dreams coming to life, even if it means burying a few of your best intentions inside of nostalgic memories. And who knows, as poet T.S. Elliot said, life is very long. Perhaps some dreams that I am putting aside now will be resurrected later on. I mean, I still haven’t completely given up on the idea of raising hedgehogs in a castle by the sea.