focused intentions: my quarter life crisis.
I officially put my two weeks notice in at work today.
The short story - I am moving out of Harrisonburg and back in with my parents for a bit to apply for jobs in the DC area. If you would like the longer story continue reading. I may ramble a bit to help get my thoughts out for myself and to share with the people who are important to me.
I started my job three months after graduating. It was the first job I applied for and I got the position. My only goals after graduating were to not move back in with my parents and join a roller derby team. This job allowed me to do both.
Over the past two years in Harrisonburg a ton has changed. Both in my personal life and in my role at work. I wasn’t feeling like myself at all during the hours of 8:30-5:30 Monday-Friday. Not feeling like me is one of the most difficult things for me to handle. I am not the type of person who is unhappy with a situation without trying to find a solution. I needed to make changes.
I’ve applied and interviewed for jobs in a variety of areas over the past six months or so, but nothing that I really want to do. Most recently I interviewed at what seemed like a perfect fit. I’m not going to say who or what because I’m still hopeful that something will work out with them. After a couple rounds of interviews it seemed like a sure thing. At this point I was already picturing myself out of Harrisonburg. I was looking at apartments online and coordinating with my future roomie. I was so caught up in the possibility of having a job that I was passionate about and what my life could be like. After my third interview they told me I was just what they were looking for; however, it wasn’t the right timing for them to bring on a full time employee. This was one of the most devastating things to hear. I was what they were looking for and that still wasn’t good enough.
This is when I knew I needed to get out of my job and Harrisonburg despite not getting the job offer I was hoping for. I needed to make changes that were more in my control. Being hired for a new job is something that is almost entirely dependent on someone else. I decided to focus my energy on getting someone to take over my lease which isn’t up until July 2013. Luckily for me I live in a really cute apartment with a lot of character close to campus and downtown. Who wouldn’t want to live here? A super adorable girl who looks like a mini Taylor Swift was one of the first people to respond to my craigslist post. The whole process only took 2-3 weeks to be finalized from my initial listing to mini T-Swift signing the lease. At this point it was just a waiting game. Wait to live, wait to die, wait for an absolution that would never come. OH WAIT, that’s from Titanic, not this situation. I just had to wait to put my two weeks notice in and make leaving official.
The reason I decided to get out of my lease and move back home to look for jobs is because I want to make sure my next move is the right move for me. Not just an escape from my current situation. I knew I was at a point with my job that I was going to just take anything to get out whether it was a smart decision and something I wanted to be doing or not just because it was something different.
My main goal with moving home is to focus my intentions. I’m planning on working in a restaurant/coffee shop/pizza place/whatever while I’m at home to make money and give me more flexibility to apply and interview for jobs in DC. I want to have focused goals for what I want my next career move to be. I don’t want to apply for any and all jobs that I’m qualified for just to get a new “career” job because it will look good on my resume. I want to apply for the positions that qualify for my life and for things that I’m passionate about. I want to be proud to share what I’m doing with my life. This move back home is exactly that.
I succeeded at my initial avoid moving back in with my parents and play roller derby goal. I know I am going to be able to achieve this one too. I’ve learned a lot in the past two years as a grown up and I am ready to take what I’ve learned and embrace whatever comes next for me.
Being a twenty something is the best! That was kind of a heavy post. Here is something more upbeat that I like to remind myself of often as well:
Categorised as: grown ups, me, quarter life crisis
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