Bills, Bills, Bills
My plan for myself when I decided to move to a new city was to get a real job. I have worked as a waitress for over nine years since my first job in high school. It was a great job during school, I was able to work full time while going to college full time and the money was great. I finally walked across the stage in May 2010, and it was a moment of relief for me, to get that diploma so that I could move on in life with a college degree under my belt. My focus wasn’t to get a great job where I made more money or had a 401K, I was ready to hit the road. So I continued working as a waitress all summer, then went to Europe for three months to visit family, travel with friends and do an underwater archaeology field school in Spain. nbd.
When I came back, I decided I wanted to move somewhere, live in a new city, explore the world and life. So I kept working (my restaurant was amazing and had kept my job for me while I was cruising round Europe) with the goal of saving up for the next step. 10 months later, I was leaving for a month in Central America with friends (and had convinced Curls to join us for the last two weeks!) with the idea of moving to Savannah when I got back. Through my planning stages of what city to move to (Miami, Chicago, Savannah, London) I started to think about using my degree that I had earned over a year ago to apply to jobs outside of the restaurant industry. Jobs with benefits, paid vacations, a normal monday-friday work week so I could have weekends free. So when we got to Savannah I applied to a few of those jobs, they all happened to be at SCAD, and I have yet to hear anything, about a month later.
With my savings used up I just need a job at this point, and I walked into two restaurants that were hiring and was offered a job at one, and did a trial shift for one that has just opened and is looking for the right kind of staff. The first offer I have yet to hear from, the second makes their decision next week, and I will be applying to a few others this week. On one hand, I’m disappointed in not getting that grown-up job, though I will keep applying to them. On the other, I have all the perks of a restaurant job: good money, flexible schedule, and low commitment. Hopefully I’ll be starting one soon, after being a server for so long and walking out with money in my pocket each day, this not earning money thing is getting old, and all of our cute projects for the house are on hold til we start bringing in an income. Not to mention, it’s hard to explore a new town when you don’t have any money to spend! So we’ll be finding ways to enjoy Savannah on a very tight budget in the next few weeks.
xx Freckles
