Career woman again...
A little more than three months after graduation, I officially have my first career job. Over my lunch break today, I signed my first contract. For the next year, I am committed to work as a full-time reporter/photographer for the NBC affiliate in the city I already live in. The best part? I'll be back at the station I used to work at, with most of the team I that was there when I left in December.
Sadly, some thing will be changing soon. The news director is leaving to be closer to his family, so there will be a new boss shortly after I start, and new staff will be added to fulfill his other duties. I don't have the ideal schedule, but that's to be expected, being the rookie and all.
I can't even express my relief at finding a permanent job. If you've been reading this even half-assed, you have a taste of my frustration and doubt. The core of my self-confidence is still in tact, and, at least at this point, I don't have to reevaluate who I am and what my purpose is.
In perspective....
I am also very humbled by finding work so soon. Well, soon for the class of 2009. No one expected media to have job openings until winter. I felt even more fortunate after reading an article about my classmates on CNN.com this afternoon. They interviewed 10 graduates, and all of the communications majors were either looking for work in the field or had settled on something outside of their dreams. I'm just so happy I didn't decide to give up.
The Taurtoise...
So, my car isn't one of those bright spots I was alluding to, but there may be a silver lining. Shortly after I disappeared from the face of the earth, my car decided to have a meltdown and completely kick the oil pan off of the car. $500 later in car bills, and I'm spending way more time at The Lob than I meant to this summer just to pay the stupid thing off.
The good news is that I may have found a replacement. I'm sitting on my hands right now, waiting for the guy to get ancy to sell it so he'll pounce on my low-ball offer. It's a real pretty navy blue Ford Focus, it's near my price range (my offer certainly is), and I love it. But not enough to compromise on my offer. We shall see how this one goes.
My love life...
Things are even looking up in this department. I've been out a couple times with a guy that shall remain nameless, and I think I really like him. I've been out with a couple others guys as well that don't even compare. I went to the fair with one this weekend, and the whole time, I kept comparing him to the one I actually like.
It's very weird. I really like this guy, but I can't shake this feeling that something bad will happen to screw it up. Like, me being me, for instance. He once mentioned that the last girl he dated turned out to be clingy and wanting to talk to him all the time. So, I've been trying not to text him often, but I slip up--a lot. I just can't quit being me. And it's not like they're obnoxious, girly, lame texts. I usually just send random thoughts about something that happened during the day. They do happen a couple times a day, though, so I hope he can handle that.
I'm trying very hard to not let my fears be the thing that screws this up. But that just adds to my worry list. So now, I worry that I'm worrying too much to live in the present and appreciate that someone might actually be genuinely interested in me. I just can't win...
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