Breathing

Okay, so I made the phone call and received my message. I wasn’t selected for the first job. This isn’t a bad thing completely. Yes, it would have been nice to be selected but maybe it’s okay. I don’t have to move across two states in the middle of Midwestern winter, and now I have opportunities to look for something else that may suit me just as well as this would have but maybe closer to where I am.

So on to the next two options: one is at a church, one is here/there. We’ll see what happens next.

I do sometimes wonder what it would be like to just pack up everything and move somewhere – not having a job or anything but move and then settle in and find a job once I’m there. Could I do it? Hmm…am I that adventurous or would I wimp out?