First, the good news: as most of the people who actually read my blog probably know from Facebook, I got a job! I’ll be an economic research assistant at a health care consulting firm, which is pretty much exactly what I wanted to do with my degree. I start in about two weeks. So, as you can imagine, I’m pretty happy.
For a week or so, everything was nice and peaceful in Sarah-land. One of my major worries had been resolved. Finally, I was done with waiting by the phone (or by my Gmail accounts) for people to make decisions that would have a huge impact on my life. Right?
Not so fast, action girl. Turns out I still have to find a place to live. And because even a studio apartment near a metro stop that’s reasonably close to my office costs roughly the monthly budget of a small developing country, that means looking for roommates. I have stressed, second-guessed myself, and generally worried so much that I’ve been just about ready to set something on fire. (I should probably note that this is a metaphor.)
You know what? I’m still pretty stressed. But yesterday I went out and took a walk, and I bought a copy of Legend by Marie Lu and a bag of Goldfish crackers, and then I read and snacked instead of watching the State of the Union address. And tonight I’m going to read some of the materials my supervisor sent me, and maybe think about the new novel* a bit. Everything will be okay.
* Yes, this is the same new novel that I talked about lo these many months ago, in my very first blog entry on this website. It will continue to be “the new novel” until I’ve written at least three chapters. Sigh.