So in the last two weeks I have put in over 20 applications. 16 of them were for working with people with disabilities. Funny how we come full circle. I spent all that time in Connecticut working with the disabled population only to have left that job and joined Occupy. Now here I am trying to get back into it. But you know I didn't leave that job as much as I left that area and ran to Occupy. If I was working and living in the city doing that I don't know that I would have left it as I could have done both Occupy and that job. And that's where I am right now - trying to do both. I was successful with that work. So I'm looking at it again. It's been a couple weeks now though and I haven't heard anything yet. So my hope is dwindling with each day. I've also put in a few of the typical idealist.org stuff that I've been doing - after school things, project management, economic and social justice stuff. Same old. And you know this is not me belittling anything, but me lamenting the waiting and the decreasing marginal levels of hope attached to each application as time slowly passes.
I did catch a break though this past week when one of the women I work with for the Occupy Radio set me up with a guy that does set construction. At this point I know nothing more other than he needed someone next Thursday evening/night. But good pay/work, so I'm there! I must admit that while for the first three or four minutes it didn't seem to affect me too much, all of a sudden hit me. Wow!! I'm excited. I so desperately just want to work. Just want to do something productive and have some income coming in. Anything. I am not sure what will come of this, but I am excited to have an opportunity. Any opportunity really. And this would be good. I would get to do some building, it wouldn't be something that I would have to spend time thinking about outside of work, and would afford met to make rent payments! What more could I ask for?! I mean other than the obvious real career job of course! But you know what? I don't know what that is anymore. Maybe that's just gonna have to change....
I did catch a break though this past week when one of the women I work with for the Occupy Radio set me up with a guy that does set construction. At this point I know nothing more other than he needed someone next Thursday evening/night. But good pay/work, so I'm there! I must admit that while for the first three or four minutes it didn't seem to affect me too much, all of a sudden hit me. Wow!! I'm excited. I so desperately just want to work. Just want to do something productive and have some income coming in. Anything. I am not sure what will come of this, but I am excited to have an opportunity. Any opportunity really. And this would be good. I would get to do some building, it wouldn't be something that I would have to spend time thinking about outside of work, and would afford met to make rent payments! What more could I ask for?! I mean other than the obvious real career job of course! But you know what? I don't know what that is anymore. Maybe that's just gonna have to change....
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