So the first steps of moving to England went better than expected: got a place to live and a job within 48 hours. Boss.
Since then, I’ve been promoted at work, am meeting wonderful people, am already a regular at the Italian deli down the road, and am writing this from the best coffee shop for miles.
The only issue is, that the job I currently have is at a pub. I am grateful, especially because my boss is giving me wonderful opportunities to be really involved with the company (planning specials, organizing events, picking a sales incentive for the staff, and soon… leading a presentation on customer service!). I’m enjoying it, but I also really, really need to find something more.. “professional” soon. The pub is fine, but it’s certainly not in my long-term plans.
I went yesterday to a special Open Day for MBA candidates at Cambridge. It was inspiring, and everyone there stood up to my expectations of the caliber of people that the university churns out. The only issue is that the average Cambridge MBA student already has 6 - 8 years of work experience in business, finance, marketing, etc. And if I don’t find a professional job here in town soon, I will have to start looking across the sea. Or even back across the ocean.
So I have decided to start giving myself deadlines. I’ve been here just over a month, so I’ll keep searching for work here until my next-next rent day. Once that date passes, I will start putting my energy into looking for jobs back in the States, where, hopefully, my experience with the marketing firm in Colorado will help me land something more appropriately suited to my lifestyle.
I have another Open Day at Oxford in August, and then the Jane Austen festival in Bath in September, so I will absolutely stay here until then. After that, though, I might have to rethink my plans.
If things don’t work out with England this time around, I’m going to be pretty disappointed… but I’ll come back again. Maybe after my MBA in America. Because, by God, I WILL have that stone cottage in the Cotswolds! :)
Anyway. Keep looking forward!
New life mantra:
What Would River Song Do?
You really can’t control who you love in this life.
I haven’t yet decided if this is a wonderful thing, or a terrible thing.
It’s proper English weather today, and all I want to do is go see “The Fault in Our Stars” but it’s not out in this bloody country for four more days. Boo. Hiss.
First world problems.
Mmmkay. Landed in London this morning, had a wonderful day hanging out with Bloggy, and now I am back at my hostel, where terror has fully set in.
Maybe it’s being alone at night in such a huge city, but I am feeling super, super tense right now. I’m nervous about money, a job, an apartment, friends…
I want so badly for this to work out just so I can prove to myself that I can do it. Even if it’s only for 6 months or a year. I NEED this. I need to stop being afraid of the future.
This was not a woman who cared about what anyone thought of her look. She cared about who she was as a person and how she taught and guided her children. I never saw my mother fuss in front of a mirror or over her wardrobe too much. If anything, I learned that fashion is fun and girly and we like it but it’s only a sixth of what my mom thinks is being a woman.
There’s no outfit in the world that will be more head-turning than a woman who walks into a room with great energy.Kate Hudson on her mother, Goldie Hawn via Style.com *Dressed (via glamour)