Day 2 of post-grad life: VERY blah. I'm still trying to make sense of my crazy over-crowded bedroom, and now that my summer job fell through, my primary task is to find work. Stat. I'm throwing out all my feelers: voice lessons, piano lessons, Blockbuster, babysitting, mowing lawns... pretty much anything that pays.
It's hard to feel accomplished when the rug is pulled out from under me and I'm left wondering what to do. Yes, I have two bachelors degrees. But they're in music and theatre. In Yelm, that's like being an Iditarod musher whose task is to traverse the Sahara--the sled skills are cool, but totally unappreciated and not immediately useful. Better luck in New York? ;)
The job hunt begins in the morning. Wish me luck!