As I mentioned a few posts ago, I FINALLY got a job!! Not that I really wanted a job but after two years of not working it was time that I needed a job more than anything. Anyways I seriously started looking in the beginning of August and seriously nothing happened until a few weeks ago. That's when I got lucky. I actually owe the family and my friend I babysat for during the last year for a HUGE thank you for setting this all up for me.

About two weeks ago she called and told me the center where her daughter is now at was hiring for a preschool teacher. She didn't know how much, the hours or really any of the details, but she told me how much she loved the center. She also said that she had talked to the director about me and that I could come for an interview the next day. With that I called the director and set up a time to meet with her the next day. I went in and met with her. It wasn't so much of an interview as a get to know each other type of thing. She looked at my resume, told me I was more than qualified and she really liked that I had so much experience in the field of Early Childhood. I was secretly thinking "Hallafreakinyulla, it's about time somebody gets it!!" She also went on to tell me that she actually likes her staff to have a bit more experience. We talked a little bit more and she told me what position she had available. If I were to get the job I would be spitting lead teaching duties between two classrooms, the Toddler room two days a week and then teaching preschool two days a week. Even though I really liked her and the center I was a little bit disappointed. I secretly really wanted there to be an opening for a lead position in the infant room. However, as well as being director she was lead in the infant room and didn't really want to give up those sweet little babies. I thought about it for a split second and decided that I really didn't have the luxury to be all that picky about what room to work in, especially since it was a good center. The very next day I went in for my second interview, which was a working interview. I split my time that day between the Toddler room and the Preschoolers. All in all it was great and I had a really good time. The director told me she felt like I would do a great job and be a great fit in the center, but she just wanted to run things by the other staff first. The following day she called me and offered me the job. I of course accepted! She also told me she had a change of plans where she wanted me to be. Instead of switching she wanted me to be lead in the Toddler room. I was a bit happier with that and was excited to get started.

Last week I went in and worked a few hours to start some of my training and to meet the kids in my room. So I went in last Friday to work for a few hours and the Director met me in the toddler room and told me she wanted to talk to me about something. She went on to tell me that after seeing me with the Toddlers and how good I was with them that she would love for me to take over her spot as Lead in the Infant room!! I was super excited!!! I was going to have my own room with five cute little babies!! Later that day we also talked a little about my hours. Here are the details.....
*The money is the most money I have ever made at any center I have ever worked at. AND after my 90 probation period I will get a raise, providing they like what I have done in the Infant room.
*Paid holidays and one paid sick/vacation day a month.
*Since I haven't worked full time in a little over two years the director is easing me into it. I worked 10 last week, 25 this week, 30 next and the will start full time the next.
*I will be working four ten hour days with Fridays of 7:30-5:30 Monday-Thursday. How nice is that? A three day weekend every week!! Sweet!!!
*I will have my own room filled with sweet, snugly, yummy smelling babies. Ages newborn to 12 months!

So with all of that I'm very excited about this job and the possibilities it will bring me. However, now as my full time days are getting closer I'm kinda starting to mildly freak out just a teeny tiny bit. I know it sounds stupid, SO SO stupid, but I can't help it, here is what I'm worried about.
*I'm worried about not getting "stuff" done. For the last two years I have had every day, all day to do what I need to do. Now granted it hasn't been all that important, but still going from doing things five weekdays down to only one is going to take some getting used to, as well as some organization.
*I won't be able to work out every day anymore and that is probably one of the biggest things I'm freaking about. Not only am I worried about gaining weight and getting all fat but I'm worried about stress. Working out has been a huge stress reliever for me and I'm a little worried I will turn into a huge you know what if I don't get to work out. I know I will still have Friday's to hit the gym, but it won't really be the same. Oh, don't even suggest getting to the gym before work...it will not happen! WAY to early in the morning to get up!! I'm going to try really hard to work out some and to do my DVD's when I get home. But again after working 10 hours a day who really wants to come home and work out, but I will try.
*Most every day or at least every other day I talk to one of my best friend's Meg on the phone. With working all day I won't have time to talk to her. We don't talk at night because that is quality time she spends with her husband. Guess we will just have to fit everything into Friday's.
*My poor little Bo. He HATES is cage and never really goes in it unless we are gone. He has never spent that much time in a day in his cage. I SO know everyone else's dog in America stays home all day long on their own, but Bo hasn't and I know he won't like it...not one bit. He will go to school one day a week, but he will still be in his cage all day for three days. I'm hoping to be able to come home on my lunch break and let him out.
*Last but not least...I'm not used to getting up that early at all!! As a matter of fact the last two years I have turned into a big time night person. I usually stay up until at least 1:00 and get up anywhere between 8-9. No way can I stay up that late and get up at 6:00, then work ten hours.

Yes, I know all these "worries" are just plain stupid, very very very stupid. I almost feel horrible for typing them all up on here. I bet you all think I'm a huge whine-oh! But they are just little thoughts floating around in my mind. I'm excited about my job, I'm excited to be able to start earning money for myself again but it's all going to be another big adjustment I'm going to have to get used to. With that being said, I've gotten used to a whole lot worse in my life, I'm guessing I will get used to being a full time working lady as well. If not I SO plan on winning the lotto one day, so I guess I can stop working then :) Yeah right!!

First of all let me say..."Yay for me for blogging three times since Friday!!" I seriously don't think I have posted three times in six days for a while. I'm going to try really hard and stick with it, I didn't like it so much when I was only posting once a week. Now for a fun little post and an idea I got from http://thecrazylifeofamomof4boys.blogspot.com
I think I might have done a similar post a while back, I'm talking a really long time ago. I was going to go back and look through all of them to back sure, but, well, I just don't feel like it. I'm guessing even if I did happen to do a similar post before the ten things will probably be different. Well, at least I hope so.

So, here are ten things about me that you might not know...in no particular order.

10. I'm kind of an anal person and probably I'm probably a little bit OCD. Clothes in my closet must me hung up in a certain order. Tank tops, t-shirts, 3/4 length shirts, long shirts, sweat shirts, then dress pants and dress cloths. All of which are hung up with the hangers all facing the same way and all are organized by color. My jeans, shorts, and capri's, are all folded with the buttons facing out. Kitchen cabinets are organized in a very similar way. Cereal boxes are organized in order of size, veggies go in alphabetical order with the newest can's going behind the older ones. Yeah, I know...I'm seriously messed up.

9. When I get tired I rub my feet back and forth. Shawn used to tell me I was going to start a fire because I would not stop rub my feet together.

8. I love getting into either flannel pajama pants or yoga pants and big t-shirt at the end of the day.

7. I totally love Diet Coke. Can not go a day with out at least one can, if not a few more. (Okay, I'm guessing you might already know that) Both my birthday and Ry's birthday are in a few weeks. Ry is going to quit smoking and I'm going to try and cut back on my Diet Coke consumption. I don't know which one of us is going to have a harder time. I've never been a smoker, but I can tell you one thing, it's going to be awfully hard not to reach into the refrigerator in the morning and get a nice cold Diet Coke can out. Lord, help both of us! :)

6. I'm a total germ freak. Because of that I love to clean! My favorite room to clean is the bathroom. I swear to you, you could eat off of the toilet seat. (should you want to of course)

5. I will only eat a banana if there is green on the skin of it and you can see teeth marks in it when you bite it. If not I think it means they are over ripe, and a smoochy, over ripe banana is just GROSS!!

4. I love mindless T.V. My favorites are The Bachelor/Bachelorette, Dancing With the Stars, and Real Housewives of Orange County and New York. I also LOVED Bethany Getting Married and I try to watch everything with her in it. I think she is freaking hysterical!!

3. I really like to bake and bake new things. However, because of my "slight" OCD and perfection problem I have, I have been known to throw things out because they haven't turned out exactly how I wanted them too. When I first met Ry, I made my "famous" chocolate chip cookies for him. At the time I didn't know it but the baking soda was old, so the cookies where all runny and didn't form into perfect circles how I like them to be. I think I ended up throwing out over half of them.

2. I only use the dark blue bottle of Snuggle fabric softener when I do the laundry. Snuggle smells so warm and cuddly and most all other fabric softener's just plain stink!

1. I love, love, love cereal and toast. I could eat it every day, for every meal if I could. Actually, right after Shawn died cereal and toast was about all I did eat.

Well, there you have it ten things about me you might not have known. Go a head and use this for your post. I love reading stuff like this about people.

As many of you know I'm not a huge fan of fall. I mean it's pretty and all with the colorful leaves, and I know it's the time of year where we all get to pull back out our comfy sweat pants and sweat shirts, which I have to admit does feel nice to put back on. But for me fall just leads to winter which I just about 100% can not stand. With my lack of "liking" the season I really have never done much to celebrate it. I've never made "fall" foods, and I've never really decorated my house for fall. I may have slapped a wreath of colorful leaves on the door, but that was about it. Did you notice I said, "was" Yes, past tense. Oh yeah I decorated the house and the front porch for fall. I also made home made caramel corn and boy was it yummy.

The weather was perfect this weekend for decorating. It was bright and sunny all weekend, and while it was not the 85 degrees I love and prefer it was still in the middle 60's, so I guess I can not complain about it! Since it was so nice out Ry's little girl and I decided to hit the local garden store and do some fall shopping. Now, I know this may not look like much to all of you, and I know it's not really all that big of a deal, but I'm not the most crafty person ever. I always get the most grand ideas in my head, but then can never seen to pull them off. As a matter of fact trying to be "crafty" sometimes stresses me out because the end result never seems to match the vision. Anyways, at the store we brought one little boy scarecrow, and one little girl scarecrow. They were a still at $3.99 a piece. We got three little gourds, a half bale of straw or maybe hay, (not really sure) and three Mums all for just under $10.00 bucks!

So I took a "before" picture, but it didn't turn out and it had the address, and while I know you are all the sweetest people I didn't really think it was the smartest thing to have my address on the internet. Anyways, here is the front porch that Ry's little girl and I did. She wants me to tell you all that she "designed" the flower layout on the hay bale.

Here is a picture of her sitting on her hay bale.

Like I said, I know it's not much or all that extravagant compared to lots of people's front porches, but for me being not crafty, I'm kind of proud of it.

After we got the front porch done the two of us went on inside and made some caramel corn. Although it's not really as much caramel corn as it is caramel puffs. Either way it's totally yummy and melts in your mouth. Better than that it's super quick and easy to make.

Here is the recipe:

1 bag of corn pops
1 cup real butter
1 cup brown sugar
1/2 cup kayro syrup
1 tsp baking soda

On a greased cookie sheet spread out corn puffs. (If you want to make more than one batch it is easiest to make two different mixtures)

Bring the butter, brown sugar and kayro syrup to a boil. Stirring every few minutes. Cook for 2 minutes after it begins to boil. Remove from heat and stir in the baking soda. Next, pour the mixture over the puffs.

Bake in oven on 250 for about 30 minutes, stirring puffs around every ten minutes.

Spread out onto waxed paper, let cool (or not) and enjoy!!

Here are the corn puffs

Soaking up the yummy caramel goodness on cookie sheets.


Baking in the oven. Can you smell it? It smells wonderful and oh so yummy!!


And then cooling on the waxed paper.

Now go make some of this and enjoy. By the way these taste even better with a glass of apple cider.

Holy cow!! Guess what?? As I was writing this post. A lady called from the one childcare center I interviewed at and I finally was offered a job as a Lead Infant Teacher!!! So excited!!! And for Early Childcare the money is pretty good too!!! More to come in another post about this!!

Happy Fall!!

Today October 15 is a very important day for many many people and many Moms. Today is the National Day of Remembrance for pregnancy and infant loss. Today is a day to remember all babies who have died through a miscarriage (at any week), stillbirths, SIDS, or any other infant death.


As you all know I lost my baby, mine and Shawn's baby four weeks after his funeral. I was just a little over nine weeks pregnant. I had my first doctor's appointment with my doctor in Ohio just four days after Shawn's funeral, I should have been seven weeks at that time. At that visit my parents, Shawn's mom, and two of my best friends Jennie and Lora went with me. We all saw the little "spot" on the screen. The spot was our little baby. I still to this day for some reason carry the picture of my ultrasound in my purse with me. However, there was no heartbeat yet. The nurse and my doctor (who I loved) as well as my family and friends did their best to reassure me that it was probably just too early yet and for me not to worry about it. WAY easier said than done. My doctor wrote an order for my new doctor up in Michigan to due a follow up ultra sound one week later, at that point there should have definitely been a heartbeat. That was one of the worst weeks ever. I had to pack up my life with Shawn, say good bye to my friends, all while trying not to worry about the fact that I did not see or hear my babies heartbeat. All this time I was still very sick with morning sickness. Or rather all day sickness in my case. I was throwing up all the time and could not even stand the sight of food. I thought that as longs as I was sick it was a good thing. I remember thinking if the baby wasn't growing why else would I be so sick. I tried not to worry, but I still had this feeling in the pit of my stomach that something was wrong. One week after I got back to Michigan I had another ultrasound, I actually had two or three of them. At the last one it was confirmed that they baby was not growing and there was still no heartbeat. In fact, the baby had actually started shrinking. To say I was devastated would be an understatement. I wanted and needed this baby so much. That baby was going to be the one thing that would always be a part of Shawn and I. My doctor wanted me to have a D&C right away. I did not want that, I did not want to go near any hospital, let alone for me to have surgery. I asked my doctor if I could wait and see if I would miscarry on my own. She told me she would let me go for three weeks, then if not a D&C would be needed. For the next three weeks I sat in my house grieving for Shawn and for our baby. I wouldn't go anywhere because I was scared of "it" happening in a public place. It turns out my body would not cooperate with me and I ended up having the D&C one month after Shawn's funeral. This entire time I was still so sick. It turns out I had the type of miscarriage where the baby doesn't grow, but the hormones are still in your body acting as if I was still pregnant. Lucky me.

Shawn and I had two different names picked out. If the baby was going to be a girl I wanted to name her Aubree Faith and he wanted to name her Rylee Ann, and if it was a boy we both agreed on Logan Robert. The day Shawn died I told everyone that if the baby was a girl I was going to name her Rylee because that is the name Shawn wanted so bad. If I would not have miscarried our baby would be 18 months old today. I haven't actually thought about that in a long time. It's even hard for me to imagine that. Today my baby is in heaven with it's Daddy and I know they are both with me and watching over me every single day. At my doctors visit in Ohio the nurse typed up on one of the ultra sound pictures the words, "I love my Daddy" and gave me that picture. When she gave it to me I remember just kinda gasping for air. I had that picture laminated and when they laid Shawn's headstone I had them put that picture under it so that it would be close to Shawn.

So today please say an extra prayer for somebody you know who has lost a baby at any age, say a prayer for their baby and for the parents as well. It will mean a lot to each of us who have gone through this.

If you want and feel comfortable doing so please leave me a comment and let me know who you will be remembering today. Or if you would like share your story with me.

Do any of you read this blog?http://www.5thbelleavenue.com/ Well I do, every day, or every post which ever comes first. I have to say I totally LOVE her blog! As many of us, her blog is about her life. Sometimes she shares food and recipes with us, she often shares stories and pictures of wonderful trips she goes on, she talks about style and fashion. (I have to say she is also SO stinkin pretty it's not even funny), tells us about her husband and lately she has been sharing all the details about her sweet little baby boy that is due in just a month. Anyways her blog is great and she makes me either, smile, hungry, or want to go on vacation almost every single time I read one of her posts. Anyways, yesterday she posted a list of 8 questions asked of her by a friend and then 8 answers to match. So, I asked her if she cared if I used those same questions for my post today and she told me to go right on ahead that she loves reading question and answer posts. I do as well, so I figured this would be a fun little post. If any of you want to use these questions in an upcoming post of yours go right on a head.

1. What is the best vacation you have ever taken/ favorite vacation spot?
I have to be honest here and say that up until Shawn passed away I never really went on any "real" vacations. With his job we just never could. Our vacations always consisted of going back home to visit our families. However, the last two years I have been able to do some traveling, so far the best vacation I have ever been on hands down has got to be this past March when I went to Mexico with the girls. It was about one of the best weeks of my life and it was so incredibly great to go on a trip like this with the girls. It was so nice to be able to have endless yummy drinks, sit in the sun, swim in the ocean and pool all week with the girls. I'm pretty sure we will be going on a similar trip this year. Recently, one of the best trips I have been on was to Hocking Hills, Ohio for Jennie's wedding. It was a totally great weekend, and a weekend none of us wanted to end.

2. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be/why? (Money isn't an object)
Hmmm....that is a kind of hard question. Okay, not really. As many of you know, I'm not a huge fan of winter or the snow. I actually do not like it one little bit, I really only think it should be cold and snowy one day of the year, and that is Christmas...that is it. SO....with that being said, if I could live anywhere in the world and money isn't an object I would chose to live on a beach someplace all tropical, sunny, and warm. When I was in Mexico, I joked about winning the lotto and moving to the beach. It's not just the weather, but the lifestyle there was just so laid back and go with the flow. Yeah, I think I could really get used to being a beach bum.

3. What is your "go-to" outfit? or your favorite outfit?

I have to say I'm not very fashion on top of it when it comes to fashion. I mean I keep up and try to wear what is trendy, but I'm also kinda scared of bright colors and prints. I would love to look all cute and fashionable like 5th Belle Avenue does, but it usually just doesn't happen for me. I thought I was all wild and crazy this summer when I took off my regular necklace and wore a chunky pearl necklace with a sundress.Haha! I would have to say my favorite "go-to" outfit would be a nice fitting pair of Silver or BKE blue jeans and a V-neck shirt of some sort. On a real lazy day my "go-to" outfit is a comfy pair of yoga pants and a cozy sweatshirt. Totally boring huh?

4. What are you most thankful for in your life?

Even though my life has been less that perfect to say the least the last two years I'm thankful for so many things. I'm totally thankful for my family and the support I received from them since Shawn's death. I would not have been able to get through it without them. I'm also so grateful and thankful for my best friends. We all have become so much closer and have learned to lean on each other more than ever, not to mention all the fun that we have. I'm thankful for the memories that I will always have and hold in my heart of Shawn and I. I'm thankful for my little dog Bo, we are probably way closer than any owner and dog really should be. I'm thankful that even though this is not the life I wanted or chose to live, that I'm able to look at things differently now, learn from what has happened to me and grow from it. I thankful that now two years later I now wake up and go to bed with a smile once again on my face. I'm thankful and beyond grateful that Ry is now a part of my life and the two of us have a great relationship.

5. What is one piece of advice you would give other women?

Live for today! Life is WAY to short to get all caught up on what is going to happen tomorrow, the next day or the day after. Live in the moment and be happy with what you have in the here and now, it could be gone in a blink of an eye. Ry has a picture hanging up in the living room and on the picture is the quote, " Dream as if you'll live forever, live as though you will die today."~James Dean. Also, I would tell women to make sure that you all tell your husband that you love them every single day, cherish your relationship, and try not to fight over small petty things, because it can all change in a blink of an eye.

6. What is one thing you plan to accomplish before the end of this year?

I would love to keep getting in shape. I've kind of been slacking the last few months. I need to get back into my gym routine. I would love to lose about 15 lbs and continue to gain some more muscle. I also want to keep strengthening and working on my relationships with Ry, family and friends.

7. What is your favorite purchase you have made in the past month?

Huh....I really don't know. With the whole no job thing I've been really trying not to spend money on stuff that I don't really need. Maybe I need to get to the mall sometime soon ;)

8. Do you save money for things? What are you saving for? If not, what would you like to save you money up for?

I have to say I've never been a big "saver", if I don't have the money I just don't get it. Although, I do like the idea of saving for something that I really want, then finally having enough money to get it. I would really like to save up some money and possibly go on a nice warm vacation with Ry, and his two kids. I think it would be awesome if the four of us could go to Disney Land or someplace like that.

There, questions and answers are finished. Feel free to use this on your blog.

Thank you so much to each of you who offered and gave me suggestions on my last post about job hunting. I just turned in a few more applications yesterday, so hopefully one of those will work out for me.

Oh, if you haven't checked out 5th Belle Avenue's blog yet.....go now! You won't be disappointed!

As many of you know after Shawn died I took time off of work. Actually, the morning he died was the last time that I worked for the entire first year. Yes, I took an entire year off of work. I was lucky enough to have moved in with my parents after I left Ohio, so I didn't really need to work. Not having to work I think was the best choice for me. By not working I was able to grieve when I wanted and how I wanted without the demands of putting on a "happy face" to go to work every day. During this time I was also able to take a lot of time and try to not only heal, but I took time to figure stuff out, to figure me out. I have to say that during this time I was able to do just that. I still to this day believe that taking that first year off of work was the right choice for me and I do not regret it at all and I'm grateful that I had the option to be able to take that time for me.

Right around the first year marker of Shawn's death I decided that I really needed to start looking for a job. Oh, wait...correction, my great best friends thought it was time that I started looking for a job. They thought it would be good for me to "get back out there" and to start working again. As much as I did not want to work and as scared as I was to start working again I agreed with them and I started to look for a job. Well there was a friend of mine who was looking for private childcare in her home for her two children about 15-35 hours a week. I instantly thought this would be a perfect fit for me. I met the family and I started working one week shy of the first year of Shawn's death. Once again, this was great for me. It was something that got me out of the house. It was a job where I had to "report" to someone other than myself, but I still had the freedom of not working every day that I have to say I had gotten very used to. Well, I worked for this family for one year. Then this fall both the kids started school, one in kindergarten and the other in preschool, so the family no longer needed to me to watch the kids. I totally thought it would not be a big deal and about a month before I left the family I started watching the employment adds, filling out and sending out job applications.

I sent out applications in the area of my degree which is Child Development. I sent out applications for several childcare centers in my town, I sent applications to a few different receptionists jobs, something I have no experience in but thought would be kinda fun. Mostly, though I have stuck with what I know and have sent my resume to several childcare centers here in town, and a few different preschools that were looking for preschool teachers. Totally thinking I would for sure have a job within a few weeks. I sent out so many applications at first I actually had the gull to think I would have to turn down a few offers.

Boy was I W-R-O-N-G!

That was in August and I STILL have not found a job!! I have never, ever in my entire life, not even when I was a teenager did I have this hard of a time finding a job! It's so totally one hundred percent frustrating! Just yesterday I looked at my "job folder" on my computer's desktop, since August I have sent in over 12 applications for jobs and have went on four different interviews and NOTHING! Oh wait....correction nothing is not what I have been told. The four interviews I have been on I have been on where either for preschool teaching jobs, or lead teaching jobs at a childcare center each of these told me, and I quote, "We love you and you are so great with the children, BUT you are too overqualified for this job. We can only offer you minimal pay and feel you would leave after a short amount of time, so we have decided to go with a candidate that has less experience than you do. Sorry and good luck in the future." End quote!

Yes, you read that right, I have been turned down by four different possible employers because I have a college degree in Child Development and am to overqualified to work in a childcare or preschool setting. You want to know the kicker of this whole thing?? I'm going to tell you because I just know you do. In the part of the interview where they ask you what you were making in past jobs I have honestly told them $9, and $10 an hour. When they ask me what I would like to make at this job my answer has been a very minimal $9 an hour. Once again, you read that right, I'm only asking to make a measly, minimal, barely pay your bills, put gas in your car, and buy food, $1,440 a month, $17, 280.00 a year job and that's IF I were to work every week at 40 hours and BEFORE taxes!! Which, is not even possible with holidays and what not! So yeah, I have been turned down from several jobs because I'm asking for $9.00 an hour. How dare I right??!!

The jobs two jobs that i have been offered where awful, no wait horrible hours ever and paid crap! I'm talking working from 6:15 am-9:00am, having a break all day then going back and working 3:00pm-6:30pm and that was for $8 an hour. The other job was a part time job at a center working 15 maybe 20 hours a week and making a little over $7.50. I don't know if I'm being too picky or not but I don't even really think those two jobs were worth my time.

I've been an assistant director at a childcare center, I get the fact that unless things MAJORLY change a person is NEVER going to make ANY money in the field of Early Chidcare and honestly I didn't get into the field to make it big, or to hit the jack pot. I got into the field because I love working with children. I love watching them grow and change. I also got into this degree when I didn't think I would have to support myself. Things change and now I have to support myself and I'm appalled at the fact that I busted my ass in college, got a pretty much worthless degree, have college debt from that degree and am being turned down for jobs because I am too overqualified and have too much experience! Okay, I could go on about the field of Early Childcare and the people in that field for ever...I will save that for another post!

The last few weeks I have changed my job hunting outlook and strategy. If I'm turning my resume in for things I'm qualified to do, but am getting turned down because I'm too qualified I figure why not start turning my resume and applications in for something I have NO experience in. So within the last week I have turned in an application for a bank teller (I can hardly balance my own check book, let alone handling the money of other people, but what the hell right??), and I have also sent my application in for a receptionist at a doctor's office. Think I have heard anything from either of them. You guessed it right again, that would be another big fat NO!

I'm so 100% frustrated with job hunting I could about scream! Ry keeps telling me that the right job will come along and that I'm having problems finding a job because it's just not meant to be and not the right job for me. While I agree with him (no job I have applied for has been my dream job) it is still irritating. Ry keeps telling me to be patient, keep looking and applying and the right job will pop up when it's meant to be and that everything always has a weird way of working out. Once again, I know they will, but gosh, all mighty this is getting old!!

I would not even mind getting out of the field of Early Childhood. I love it, but taking care of kids is all I have ever done and I just can't support myself in the field anymore. The only problem is I have no experience in anything else. I have thought about going back to school, but then again I don't think that is the best idea either since I already have college debt I haven't even began to pay off because I can't afford to.

If any of you have a brilliant idea or suggestion I 'm open to all of them. If not I think I might just take this sign with me on my next interview and see what happens.