Turning Around

As those of you who pay ANY attention to me know, I graduated in May and since then, I have been without a job. I have applied for countless positions and most don't bother getting back with me, I have to call them...people hate giving direct answers as to whether or not they're hiring you. I'm not taking it personal, ya know...I get it. The economy is horrible. You can't hire everybody. Just don't dance around the issue of my employment when I'm asking for a straightforward answer. DUH.

I have an interview this Friday at 2:00pm for an English tutoring position...I'd be working with all different schools in volusia county, with all ages. I hope this works out because it would be part time and it would be something I could do for sure. I also applied for a part time job at a preschool in Port Orange. It's a Christian preschool and since I have experience at my church's preschool, I'm thinking it makes me look pretty good. I can ONLY PRAY that one of these turns into work for me because I need a job. Not just for money, because my parents are amazing people who God has blessed with the ability to continue to provide for me...but just for my own sanity, I need to be working.


I'm reading a lot this summer. It's exactly what I wanted to do and God blessed me with the free time to do it. I read all three books of the Hunger Games, four more books of the Gossip Girl series, and I'm currently reading a Christian fiction novel called "Redeeming Love" that my dear friend Katie Norton let me borrow. I'm about half-way through and I love it. I wasn't expecting to like it because I actually despise the time period it's written in, but that really isn't the focal point of the book so I was able to get past that pretty easily.


Some recent news in the Smith Family Household is that we rescued a baby woodpecker about 2 weeks ago. We named him Simon, after Simon Cowell from American Idol because when we first found him he had this weird part down the middle of his head and he looked ridiculous. We decided 2 weeks ago that if this bird lived, we would set him free once he could fly. Well...he's flying...and my dad isn't ready to give him up. It's kind of cute seeing him so affectionate with this bird but COME ON. It poops ALL over the place and it's so loud. I've renamed my dad the bird whisperer because he walks around with this woodpecker all nestled up on his shoulder and it looks pretty funny.


Since I've followed my dreams in reading more this summer, I need to write more. Not just in a journal or in this blog, I want to be writing poetry or anything that I could be working on and potentially publish. I've been so lazy in my writing world this summer and I need to jump back on the horse and set goals...maybe like, once a week write SOMETHING creative and interesting that I'd even consider having work-shopped haha.


This is all for now, my friends.

Rach