There was a time when all I wanted was a stable 9-5 job, and that time was college.
By the end of grad school, I was so ready to work and earn real money that I took the very first job that fell into my lap. I felt lucky — not everyone lands a job right out of school. Especially not one doing work related to their major! (I have a degree in creative writing. Tell me that’s not impressive.)
I was ecstatic. I had income, a routine, and I could start to build a life! So I officially switched an Ohio license and was ready to get settled.
Of course, life never really lets you get settled for too long, and after a year I moved back home to DC…and back in with my parents.
And once again, I took the first job I could find. I knew it wasn’t right for me, but I needed a job—I only lasted a year.
A few same-city moves later, I was on job #3 and apartment #5. BUT I was finally in a job I liked, had a studio apartment all to myself, and an amazing group of friends.
Which brings me to now. Two years and I actually feel settled. I have a great routine, a short commute, and an active social life!
So why do I feel so…itchy? I wanted this more than anything! I wanted stability and consistency. I’ve finally achieved exactly what I’ve spent four years yearning for.
And it still just doesn’t feel quite right.
A lot can change in four years. I have changed A LOT in four years. I know more about myself. I know more about the world. And I finally know enough to realize how little I know — and how much there is still left to learn.
Remember how I said life never lets you feel settled for too long? Well, this time, rather than forcing change upon me, life presented me with an opportunity to make a change for myself: the opportunity to move to Colorado and start over.
This time, I will NOT take the first job that falls into my lap. In fact, I plan on spending some time unemployed in order to really figure out exactly what I want to do. I want to find work that serves the life I want to live.
So I’ve got a plan. This July, I’m quitting my stable job, moving out of my reliable apartment, and saying goodbye (for now) to my amazing friends — and I’m heading west.
Let the dream begin!