Trying to figure out what to do with myself.  My time at the courthouse is winding down.  I left the restaurant (with notice, of course) and I've been trying to decide if I want to pick up another part time job in place of the one I left.  I want to serve because I really enjoy the immediate payment of tips (not to mention the job itself).  I have an offer from one place, but I'm not sure if I want to work there... My friend told me about a place where I maybe might be able to work if the timing works out (which looks unlikely).  I'm still waiting to get transcripts to send to some "real" jobs.... I just don't know.  The job my friend told me about is in NYC and I have to admit that's a huge huge draw.  I'm a Boston girl deep down, but I could spend some time in New York.  I'd like that, I think.  I have so many friends in NYC and around there.  But between not being sure about the job, trying to find an apartment for decent rent, and a few other reasons I'm hesitant.  I would be close to some dear friends.  I know exactly which church I'd go to there... still, I don't know.  I just don't know.  And there's still the draw of DC.  There are a million jobs down there.  (About which I have mixed feelings as a taxpayer, but as an unemployed person (or at least not employed in my field) I can't deny the draw.  I went to Philly with some friends yesterday and they mentioned some companies to look into, also. 

I don't know. I just don't know.

the organization i volunteer for has a trip planned for out kids for early december and i may be going as a chaperon.  sooo dangerous.  i have been looking up flights all night.  i hope this works out.

Today was my last day at the restaurant.  I don't want to go into details but I didn't quit because I wanted to, but because I felt it was necessary.  It was a really bittersweet day.  I went out with my sister and a couple girls from work afterward and we had a lot of fun, which was a great way to end the day. 

Life is in transition again.  Usually this is a springtime event.  I love transition.  I love when my life is upside down and I'm scrambling to figure it out and anything is an option.  (My life isn't upside down - I have a place to live and that's often the most difficult part, but you get the point.)  Transition, for me, equals hope and opportunity.  I'm going to make the most of this time. 


Bring it on.