Job Hunting

I dropped off resumes to every restaurant I want to work at.

No one is hiring.

And if they are, every job hunting server in the city knows about it and there is a mad scramble. I can't do this to Tom anymore, so I'm going to have to settle. Atlanta made my life easy, I can see that now. Every job I've had was secured before putting in a notice at the current restaurant, so there has never been pressure to find a place. Now I don't have a job, or any money, and Tom has two jobs to support us both. Unfair isn't even the right word to describe it. If it were the other way around he would be working at a fast food restaurant. He would make sure I didn't have to take care of us both.

It's not the end of the world. When one of these coffee shops, sports bars, or Americanized Asian restaurants hires me, I will put me head down and get to work. Make some money so that things are more comfortable around here. Every day off, every chance there is, I will call the restaurants I'm dying to work for. Until then I will keep reading books about wine and beer, cookbooks, and anything else I can do to keep my passion alive.

We need to get past this hump so that we can enjoy Portland. This is the best time of my life, and I can't let money ruin that.

[On a side note. My English and Literature classes have made it so that using the word "I" so much is making me cringe. This is a personal blog, I'm talking about myself. But that isn't an excuse, it needs to be worked on. (Instead of "I need to work on it." See what I did there? Dang it, "what was done there.")]

Okay, so the new plan is to get out there and apply at every place that is hiring. I am also trusting God with this hunt next week. He will take care of me, I need to put my faith in him.

Happy Friday from Roxy!