Job Search Update

So, as most of you know, I'm an Atlanta native. Been here my entire life except for the 4 years I spent in Athens going to school. And as most of you know, I love Atlanta. I truly do. I'm proud of my city, proud of the south (as long as no one's being obnoxious about red-neck "southern pride" with Confederate flags hanging out the window), I love my friends, my family, the parks, the festivals, the spring and the fall. But I am itching for something new. Having no job right now has really got me thinking that I want to take an adventure to somewhere new, unfamiliar and exciting. I mean, truly, the world is my oyster. I'm job-less, perpetually single (apparently), and I can't imagine a more perfect time to pack up my life and get the hell out. Now if only I can find the right job in the right city...

Did I do this to myself?

So those of you who read yesterday's post know that I had this dream job land in my lap, right? And I had all these intentions of working on my resume at night and writing a kick-ass cover letter, talk about myself for a full 300-500 words and get hired and give my 2 weeks notice at my current job and never have a day of unemployment. Well, I think I jinxed myself. Because yesterday, at 4:30pm, my boss paid me a visit and decided to let me go. So I'm officially unemployed. And while I do get a severance package, I didn't really plan on not having a job to go to for the next 3 weeks, but alas, yesterday happened and my job is no-mas.

A New Frontier

June will be four years. Four years of my life that I've spent with the same company, doing the same thing, over and over and over. Sure, I've gained some marketable skills over those years. When I look back at my 22-year-old self, I'd say I'm much older and wiser now than I was back then. I've learned how to truly adapt to a business setting of 9-5. I've cultivated relationships with lots of people and definitely feel as though I've contributed a fair amount to the company. But the monotony has got to stop. I can only continue doing what I'm currently doing for so long before I do something stupid. I've decided it's time. Time to embark on a new adventure.

This is not to say that I don't thoroughly enjoy the people I work with on a day-to-day basis. My boss/mentor has taught me a ton and she truly is a great person to work for. And all the part-timers, I'm going to miss dearly. But I just don't think I can continue to work here for the rest of my life like so many people of our parents' generation have done. I need something new, exciting, scary and motivating. I want to work somewhere a little closer to the city. I want to put my skills to use in new and exciting ways that challenge me. I want to use some of those skills that I don't get to use very often. I want to write, I want to take an active role in my community and I want to love to go to work every day. Is that so much to ask?

This is why I need a real-life Barney Stinson in my life

So a couple weeks ago, I was getting psyched to be a "Have-Knot" at a wedding coming up - and don't get me wrong, I still am psyched. The wedding is a short 12 days away and I'm quite looking forward to the festivites. But yesterday the weight of being 25 and single kind of hit me like a sledge-hammer and it didn't bode well for my mood. I decided to compensate for it by drinking margaritas on a sunday night. Probably not the best way to kick-off the week, but I supposed they don't call it Sunday Funday for nothing, right?