Cart… Horse
I was recently in Washington D.C. to look at a few apartments. I have decided, come hell or high water, that I am moving to D.C. as soon as I possibly can. The only problem is that when I decided this I also thought I would have a job by now. If you are new to the ’sure bout that’ community (we’re a community the way that a family of four is a city) than let me get you caught up. Dan and I are unemployed, this is a recurring theme. But, I have told myself that if I move to D.C. first, it will be easier to find a job. Here is my reasoning: 1) if I am living in D.C., as opposed to my parents house, I will have to spend what little savings I have in order to survive until I find a job and 2) seeing people go to work everyday all around me will motivate me to really pound the pavement and get out as many resumes as possible.
So, on Wednesday evening I signed the lease to a 2 bedroom apartment with a former co-worker from my internship last summer. I’m taking the plunge and hoping I can find a job like, nowish, so I can actually afford to live in the extremely expensive city that is Washington D.C.
I may find myself waiting tables in the mean time…