I was volunteering for an admin job in the hopes that I might be hired on, but because I'm not a citizen of the U.S. I didn't make the cut.
So, yeah, I was a little crushed by having spent all the time volunteering my hours for naught. At the very least, it's a good thing to put onto my absolutely pathetic resume, which has been reviewed by everyone I trust or hired to do so when I went to get my GED (yeah, that's right, I am a high school drop out)
No one can manage to make me seem impressive on paper. I am pleased to see it's at least a page with normal text, as opposed to half a page.
Though as frequently as having my hopes dashed occurs, it still manages to make me blue. My mother has been saying "things happen for a reason" or "good things happen eventually" so often, I'm surprised she hasn't lost her voice.
We received a bit of "good news", though I haven't been able to be excited about it because of the enormous underlying problems that entail it.
My husband was accepted for another job in another state-- New Mexico to be exact.
Most people looked at us wide-eyed as if they'd never see us alive again, and "wished us well".
New Mexico does have a shady reputation... but at least it's not Hellbrook... right? (famous last words)
We're moving to another town; double the size of Holbrook, but much much more isolated. It would take much longer to visit a city than it does here. There are literally signs on the stretches of highway before the town, that warn drivers to fill up, lest you breakdown where you can't even see a flicker of light from a distant farm for miles upon miles in any direction-- not unlike here.
Since it's a bigger town, it means more opportunity for me to work, meaning we can actually pay off debt as opposed to just treading water with it... which I am all too thrilled at the prospect of. However (and I really hate that there's a 'however')... the clause is that the town is suffering a rental shortage. All the rent prices are practically gouged, but we would attempt to pay it... if there was any availability that I could find in the near future...
If that wasn't enough, there are many more very real issues that need addressing once and if we do find a place; issues that have the possibility of concerning my physical safety, and the financial repercussions of ensuring it to solve them.
Hopefully we find the ideal place so we don't have to worry about those issues...
The main concern right now is finding a place, because if we don't, then suddenly this bit of news will be just like the rest: a crumbled hope.
P.S. For those wondering about the past announcement I made that I was moving, and wondering what happened, here's the scoop.
Before the Government shut down, many federal sections went through budget cuts; a sequestration. National Parks were among the first to receive them. This meant that, among other things, anyone hoping to get hired on in other places were suddenly told 'no'. We were part of the unlucky few who were told that. It's a simple and complicated as that.