Portland, OR? San Jose, CA? San Diego, CA? Denver, CO? and now Washington, D.C.? In any particular moment, any one of those places looks like a place we might end up. For someone that likes to have everything under control, this process of figuring out where we’re going to go next is killing me. It all depends on things completely out of my control. And even though, my first choice would probably be Portland, it’s not really up to me or my preferences at all. Where we will go next all depends on where Sam gets a job – and where the best places for what he wants to do will be. Thankfully, I think he’s figuring out a path for what he wants to do. It’s not exactly what he’s doing now, but it’s in the same general field, and I think with some studying, certification test taking, he can transfer his experience. But everything else is up for grabs at the moment. He’s determined to have us out of Utah this time next year – so that’s encouraging. But where we’ll be… I have no freaking clue.
Today he was told that previously, job postings that would attract about 150-200 resumes – in this economy, are currently attracting in the range of 2000 resumes.
I can’t even begin to express my frustration and worry right now. I honestly have no idea what’s coming next, and I’m becoming more and more afraid to find out. I’m desperately trying to hang on to that little glimmer of hope that “something good is going to come from this” but when faced with a statistic like that… I don’t even want to tell you what’s going through my head right now…
I was going to pull a late night tonight and try to get a lot of things that have piled up on my todo list out of the way (it’s going to be another crazy hectic week)… but we went to a BBQ today (which was totally fun!) and now I’m totally wiped. It’s only 10:45pm. I don’t see myself staying up past midnight… =sigh= Maybe I’ll be able to squeeze in some work-time tomorrow. This to-do list is never going to be a done-list. :/