It finally happened. After nearly 300 job applications and two and a half years, my jobless streak has ended! Over the holiday season, I pursued employment with the vicious tenacity of a pit bull in heat. Every morning before I got out of bed, I said outloud, “I am going to get a job today.” Channeling Annette Bening’s character in American Beauty, I exuded absolute confidence. It was a last ditch attempt and I worked it hard. And now I have work!
I feel like I won an award.
I would like to thank the academy for recognizing all my teeth-grinding efforts. The sore wrists received after writing dozens upon dozens of custom cover letters. The sleepless nights, the credit card debt, the hours of research and training in SEO.
I would also like to thank my legion of amazing friends who kept me buoyant when I was sinking in a sea of defeat. Thank you to the freelance clients in New York, Seattle and Paris who also kept me afloat. And my city, Seattle, with whom I fell deeply in love again. And of course, my stellar yet kooky family who kept reminding me that I am smart, talented and pretty.
The job I landed is fantastic! Not just any job, but THE job. I am now a civil servant working for the state. (that’s what M said: jobs in the government!) I’m the Web Producer for the Information School at the University of Washington, one of the top schools in the country.
Not only will I be working on redesigning their website, but I will also be working with experts in the field of information science, information architecture and user interface design. I will go to work everyday and geek out on classifying, editing and organizing information. Next month I start a graduate-level course in social media for higher education.
I’m in heaven.
As I sit in my sweet oasis of an apartment on Capitol Hill (with a stunning view of downtown), I think back to April of 2009 when all this chaos began. I lost a relationship, a house, a job and 90% of my worldly possessions. I’m so grateful for it. It shook me up and forced me to examine everything I was doing. I learned to travel well, to speak a different language, to cook amazing meals, to be more careful with my heart. I learned more than I ever wanted to know about French history. I learned how to pack efficiently so I could move 10 times in 2 years. I learned how to say no and how to take care of myself. Better late than never.
I think I will put this blog to bed and let go of all that was. Sweet dreams.