It appears that we are moving to Ohio, unless a job comes through for C very quickly. He doesn't want to renew the lease on the apartment, since the possibility of a job in the area is low so he'd more than likely have to break the lease. Breaking the lease = expensive, so he would prefer not to have to do that.
At least now I have a general area in which to focus my job search. It's rather frustrating trying to find a new job when you have no idea where you'll be.
The move will probably give me many more interesting things to blog about, however. Exploring an area where I've spent very little time and discovering all that it has to offer will be more exicting than the blather and rants I've posted thus far.
But GOD I hope I don't end up working back at Cracker Barrel. C suggested it last night, merely because given my experience there and the fact that all of my managers were sad to see me go, it wouldn't be too hard to get hired at a new store. The result of his suggestion was me immediately going into hysterics. Full on, sobbing, hysterics. I feel like I've finally managed to take a big step up the food chain of jobs, and to go back down to that.... and have to put on that uniform and deal with all that crap again... I have quite literally had nightmares about it. Going back to retail would be a little step back, but to fall all the way back down to Cracker Barrel.... I'm just not sure I'd be able to do it. It's the last resort. If nothing else comes through, I'll try, just so we can be together, but.... *whimpers*
Wish me luck, please.
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