"Not fare well, but fare forward, voyagers" -T.S. Eliot
I am not moving to Miami. And as amazingly unhappy as you might imagine me to be, I find that this resolution is actually quite a relief.
I've spent the last 8 months of my life sending resumes, making phone calls, hitting up contacts to get a job down there. One by one, everything fell through.
Maybe the universe is trying to tell me something, as Lindsay offered. If I was supposed to have been in Miami, I would have been there long ago-and not dealing, here, with tons of setbacks.
This means a lot of really exciting things.
- I can stay in the area, surrounded by people I love.
- I am open to finding more than these temporary jobs. DC is right up the road. I anticipate I'll be able to find something way more easily (I've already put my notice in at Starbucks for August 1st). There are already some really kick ass places that I have found to send my resume.
- I have a lot of friends here...and zero friends in Miami.
- I won't have to move all of my stuff to yet another strange location (I am going to uhaul my storaged possessions up to Annapolis at the end of August).
- A lot of my photography contacts are in fact...HERE.
- I'll be able to save LOTS more money than I would in Miami.
- I am/will be infinitely less stressed out.
- Venus (my cat) will be happier here (where she is allowed to roam the outdoors).
- The trivia night possibilities are ENDLESS! (Mike, you're so on! Dan, Gabe and I are going to shut your little team down this weekend!)
So...if you have any tips/contacts for working in this area, help a sista out.
PHOTO: Lindsay Smith on our full moon boat outing a few days ago.
