I am at a bit of a crossroad now. Actually it is more like a dead end. What I really need to do is hack down the traffic sign preventing me from going further and forge my own path, which ever direction that might take me. I also promise to stop using cliché road metaphors.
Juan constantly reminds me of his time in Ireland where he was able to get a job once he decided to stay. It wasn’t glamorous, it was more the dish-washing / bus-boy thing we have all done. In the end though, it was perfect for him. Despite the fact that he didn’t understand most of his interview, at the end of his contract he came out with a lot more English vocabulary (and Italian, but that’s a different story). I am proud of him. If it wasn’t for his perseverance with this job he might not have had the courage to apply for a whole university year in England. And could our relationship have survived with only a smattering of languages – English is our language of communication. In the end he went to the new country and pushed through and made it.
When we left Canada last August we both had pretty good jobs. In fact, I was in consderation to work at one of Calgary’s largest post secondary institutions. Juan, though, had an amazing opportunity to come back to Spain, there was no way we could refuse it (hello, Spain!). I figured I would find something. In the end, the job disappeared when he arrived and now he is working with his family, again.
Things are working out for Juan with his current work. Because it is family he sometimes works odd hours, but he also has time to study to apply for a Government job which would bring great benefits.
I, on the other hand, haven’t found what I am looking for. Probably I am being too picky. Probably I am not trying hard enough. I fully blame myself. Right now though, I would gladly be a dish washer. In fact, I need to find something or we will have to move out of our spacious apartment. I feel depressed.
While I know I am a great employee, it is hard for me to believe that I could be one here. First of all, I don’t speak Spanish fluently. I can get along fine in present, future and present continuous tenses, but throw a little past in there and that’s where I stop (this is with some exceptions for commonly used verbs, of course). I have no doubt in my mind that I will learn though, I speak the language every day. I have even picked up many of the local colloquialisms.
My biggest dilemma is that I have no idea what sector I would like to work in. Could I see myself in Real Estate? Would I like to work in a hotel? I have applied to many types of jobs. I even had an interview once, to work in a clothing store – they didn’t call me back.
So I have obviously been having a pity party for myself these last few months and it is time I get out of it – hence this blog post. I want to face the music. This is your chance, slap your friend upside the head and tell her to get to work! Give her an idea. Tell her what you could see her doing. Anything, please.
Some ideas I have had so far: take a course to become a chef, or a flight attendant.
While I like my private English students, I can’t see myself teaching full-time right now. I would rather be out of the house, speaking Spanish and meeting new people.