It's been too long again.

I guess I was embarrassed or ashamed that I moved back home, so I decided to not write about anything.

But fuck it.

I did move back, and it was the right decision. I would love to find a job in Austin (like a grown up one), it is an amazing city.

But I didn't have the funds, and I wasn't prepared enough.

I'm so stressed from job searching, I'm so stressed and so confused. I have been told it is time to really anchor down and get serious. I am going to make finding a job, my full-time job. No more of this Craigslist business. I have to get organized and get going!

I want to teach, duh. Is it going to happen? Unlikely. So now I need to find something to put on my resume and get paid. I also desperately need to move out of my dad's place. They are great for letting me stay here, but I need my stuff. I still really want to not live in Washington. I keep going back and forth. I love Washington, I love my friends and family. I think the problem is I just need a purpose. A purpose in the form of a flipping job.

I'm also tired of the "it'll come," "it's going to happen," etc., etc. Or even worse, the "did you do this," "have you applied for that?" I know everyone just really cares about me and wants to me succeed, and I appreciate them and love them for it. But frankly, it just stresses me out further (I'm easily stressed).

But hell, it'll come.