Hurricane Jill

Drought

My reasons to post right now are far outweighed by those not to post.  And I don’t have anything bad or scandalous to say, so the world isn’t missing much.

The guy and I broke up, probably for good, about a month ago, and I just ended the Facebook profile block I’d put in place for him.  Not that I was actually mad, or anything;  I just needed to re-establish some boundaries.  A temporary profile embargo is a nifty way to gain some space and privacy without actually de-friending.  Perfect for the civilized breakup.

I moved away from Fellowship City.  We actually broke up before I moved, but my reasons for moving remained valid despite that. I’m sad, though, because I really liked living there.  It’s not nearly so scenic here, and I really hate the weather.  But it’s an airline hub, and a big city with lots of opportunity for work.  And despite the city’s size, I somehow managed to land an apartment within a 10-minute drive of just about everything, and easy back street access to the major hospitals.  Good workout equipment in the fitness center, too.

There was no exceptional planning on my part, I freely admit.  The things that have made it a good choice were not at all the things on which I based my decision to rent this place.  And the job I moved here for disappeared, so now I’m taking matters into my own hands and sending out applications instead of relying on my employment agency.  My recruiter seems a bit unfocused right now, and I can probably do a better job of selling my skills.

I’m still waiting on the state board to process my application.  But at least all the paperwork should be there by now.   A medical license would help immensely right now.