Lets go back.
2 years ago I quit my job as a claims adjuster to join the Peace Corps. Granted I had to move home and pay off all my debts before I could do this. So I packed up my car, and drove from NY back to OR. Well, you can say my (professional) life has been in the shitter ever since. With near nil jobs on the horizon, I've been scraping by on unemployment and the occasional part time job. Needless to say I haven't made a dent on my debts, and honestly haven't paid nearly anything on them since I left. Oh-- and I broke my finger so add on another $1500 in no insurance medical bills I've yet to pay.
Fast forward to now. No job prospects. Not a single one. I've been regularly applying for 5-8 jobs per week. In a word, its devastating. I mean, I have a degree and a fairly descent work history. I'm outgoing, friendly, and have a good head on my shoulders. Well, anyway, its discouraging to not get any interviews, and knowing that your unemployment will be running out in approximately 9 weeks.
And now we're here.
Let me clarify. The job was not awful. The company was great. That's not the reason I originally left. I know I was well thought of (people have actually told me this) and am fairly certain I can return, other than 2 things.
1. My DUI last year.
2. My credit has gone to shit.
So now comes the Pros and Cons list.
- Great company to work for
- Great people to work for, good friends
- Really care about their employees
- Good benefits
- Descent pay
- Flexible work schedule
- Company car
- 100% promote from within
- Secure business sector
- Not very intellectually stimulating
- 90% chance I'll have to move
- Moving somewhere new, starting over, again
- Not international
- May not have a good Manager or Supervisor (which can make or break the job)
- May force Mr. Man and I into either moving in together before we're ready or breaking up (or both)
- "Fake" injuries and the people who have them
- Being on call
I guess the biggest one is the boyfriend one. Mr. Man and I have been together for a year now. Things are good. Solid. I wouldn't say blissful, magical or perfect. I wouldn't say we're necessarily ready to live together either. But then again, I've never lived with a boyfriend before, so I have no idea when that timing is "supposed" to take place. Last weekend we had a discussion about this. I asked how he'd feel if I had to move, if he'd come with me, or if we'd break up, etc. He seemed positive. He said it would depend on where. He said that he's not in love with his job, but he'd need to be able to find something. So that seemed promising, and yet still, very up in the air. I don't think he really wants to move. Probably scared to. He's lived here all his life. I understand that feeling. It is scary moving across the country. Or even to a new place where you don't know anyone. Scary and exciting. Invigorating.
This is where I leave you. Do you have any thoughts? Have any of you had any circumstances like this in your life? I'd love some feed back...