It’s March. Three months into the year and two months into the spring semester that I am not apart of.
I definitely thought I would have a job by this time. It’s kind of frustrating because when applying for a nursing assistant job, more often than not, they want you to have experience. I have one semester worth of experience. Which is clearly not enough for employers because I am zero for six. Six jobs applied to, zero responses. I am trying to be patient while I wait for more jobs to open up.
And while I have been waiting on job stuff, God apparently has other plans for me at the moment. I have been in the babysitting mode for the past week in a half and have made more than I have made in a year. It’s been good, but very exhausting. I haven’t babysat in a while and it’s kind of a rude awaking of how hard it is. However, It is rewarding. I love kids. And tomorrow I get to hang out with a bunch of infants!
Babysitting this past week and a half has got me thinking a lot too. Growing up, I have always wanted to just get married and have a family. Not to be working full time for a while lot years, but to be a full time Mama. Recently, my mind has kind of opened up to how much responsibility it is! Not only being a mama, but also getting married. I am sure it is well worth it, because I know that tied up in all that responsibility is laughter.love.joy.
So I guess you could say that I have learned something. I am content at being single. For now. And I never thought I would be here.
