I cried to my husband.
I called my mom and cried to her.
And then I ran out of tears and decided to continue working on my portfolio.
So here I am, faced with having to look for another job, just like everyone else in the world. It's such a hopeless feeling if you let it get to you. Jobs and careers are a huge part of our identity. I've got a supportive family with lots of love, but as I cried to my mom this morning, "love doesn't pay the bills"!
I am pretty sure I'll be okay. I have a feeling this moving thing is a blessing, kind of a creeping realization that is just now hitting me in the face saying, "It's all happening!!!" (Remember Almost Famous?)
I know one thing FOR SURE. I will be wearing a white linen blazer this week, pre-Memorial day, pre- Easter even to an interview. Since we're moving to a place where people wear little white shorts year round, I am fully embracing this new identity.
|I made you mine.|
Take that, feelings. You can steal my fabulousness for one morning, but I will always regain it, with the right accessories, of course.
Blazer is from Anthropologie ($98), of course. I wasn't sure when it should make its debut from my closet, but the ladies at Very Married helped a bit.
AND OMG WE'RE MOVING IN A MONTH.