So now I have a job ....

.... as en editorial assistant for the Public Relations Society of America (random). In New York. Stacy, want to meet up?

Forget "new" career. I need ANY career.

Here's my litany of excuses. i need to get out of my house. I am still looking for a job - desperately, anything, hopefully in New York (I'm not sure why I'm so drawn there, I just am). However, right now I'm in a suburb of Boston ... without a car, because i was rear-ended on the highway. It's impossible to write while home - I know that sounds like a lame excuse, but due to how my house is set up, my mom is constantly peering over my shoulder ("what's that?").

I need a job.

But, the problem is very similar to the whole blank-screen (page) problem: when you have nothing, nothing seems to come. So, ironically, when I have the time to write, I'm too anxious and claustrophobic and preoccupied to put together a single sentence. Seriously, I'm even jotting down ideas in bullet points.

And I know this is an excuse. I know that I could carve out sometime, somehow, to write. But in order for me to really get anything out, I need to feel like I can really focus, like I have room to breathe. Therefore, I need my own space ... but, in order to get said space, i need a job. See a pattern?

I'm going to go back to monster.com and feel sorry for myself. Tom, good work with the freelancing - that's something I would love to do (am going to do, to put it in a more optimistic frame) someday.

...Thanks for listening to my whining. Sorry.

PS. I just spell-checked this, and there were no spelling errors found. That's never happened to me. Unless I did something like spell "but," "bust" ... which has happened. In the title of papers, even. Just wanted to end my post on a positive note.