If . . .

I ever get a job, I am going to seriously look into joining a monthly wine club, try to buy more sustainable clothing and/or accessories, shop for particulars at Whole Foods and/or local farmers' markets, get the dogs new Id tags, joining the Rec. center and/or Bally Fitness (for spin classes, oh how I miss it).  Nothing too, too terribly important or that I am dying without; however, as I have most decidedly been passed over for yet another position I interviewed for recently I am simply contemplating what I'd like to do with a paycheck (you know, of course besides the obvious of pay the bills because who really wants to contemplate about that on a sunny April Fool's Day). 

Nothing else knew going on here.  Well, here's this.  Since my last post, I have been rejected for at least 3 positions with one bank, at least 4 from another (mind you these were predominately Teller/Universal Banker positions and this later bank finally, simply sent a catch all rejection letter which I assume was in reference to the 12 positions I applied to on their website), a cashier at Whole Foods, four (or five) federal positions (one of which actually was for an Attorney position), an Attorney position at a downtown firm, and a family law paralegal spot.  I am sure there's one or two that I've missed, not to mention the countless applications I have made with no response in general.  Please help me see the positive in this.

Consequently, by "this", I simply mean the job crap because I remain to be happier than ever with my move and finally being together with K.  I mean, at least I am here with him instead of stuck in Mississippi in the same scenario.  It is just that I feel somewhat like a kid that has unwrapped that present that they were SOOOO excited about, but now they aren't allowed to take it out of the package . . . you know, it's like I can see it all coming together but it just has not happened yet and it is the YET part (DAMN IT) that is wearing me thin.  I mean imagine a seven year old unwrapping the walkie talkies they got for their birthday, but not being able to take them out of the package until some unknown time.   Think of the torment and the obsession that poor child would have because clearly, they are SO pumped to have gotten that cool gift but now there's this undetermined waiting period before truly experiencing the ultimate satisfaction and joy of getting to actually play with them.   Okay, weird analogy but my niece just turned seven and got these awesome walkie talkies for her birthday (which she of course is happily playing with).

Blah. Blah. Blah.  Yes, March has now passed and I am still without an income.  Also, in trying to figure out my taxes today so that I can file them on my own I discovered that I am eligible for my moving expenses deduction; however, I have to start a job Monday essentially or I will not meet the 39-weeks of full-time employment in the new location requirement which basically means I will have to credit the moving deduction on next year's return.  Not that it's a huge deal but just annoyed me when I realized that fact.