As I have become a young adult, gotten married, and lived a little life, I have come to realize that life is not a gumdrops and rainbows. Forest's mom was right, "you never know what your going to get" but what she didn't mention was that sometimes the things you get aren't even chocolate it's poop in chocolate form. I have had, as you can probably guess, an extremely trying week and the weekend has been the red icing on top (in case you didn't figure it out I don't like red icing.). My husband and I have been on a diligent and unfruitful job search since our recent relocation to Georgia from Mississippi. I, having an optimistic heart, believed that by leaving our rural area and moving to the Atlanta Metro area there would be jobs for the asking or at least for the finding. But what we are faced with is the hunting, scrounging, and desperate pleading. All of this would be one ounce more bearable if we still had our own place, but in our haste of escaping MS we agreed to live with my mother and have been trying to grin and bear it to the best of our ability.
I am not saying that I expected to move here, find six-figure careers, and live happily ever after. I did, however, plan to find mediocre jobs to have some sort of income and live pleasantly until we found our tiny niches in the world. Maybe I haven't given it enough time and after this week we can go nowhere but up.
Hopefully next week I will have something uplifting and downright exciting to talk about but til then here's to trying to appreciate adult life with it lumps.
