These past few months have totally worn on my patience, my self worth, and my nerves. Upon returning home from SA, I started the job search and anxiously awaited my bar results. When the latter came in with flying colors, I foolishly believed that any job could be mine. Then comes the harsh reality bitch slap: SEATTLE'S JOB MARKET BLOWS! Not only had 3 years of law school, one year prosecuting, and passing my bar on the first try been in complete vain as far as the legal arena was concerned, I wasn't qualified to do anything NON legal either. At least once a week I was under the covers crying on the phone to my mom by 10 am, totally distraught over my bleak job situation.
I didn't want a job as a prosecutor, though that is really what I am qualified to do. I needed to make a certain amount of money to just break even, and I really wanted to stay in Seattle. Hehehehe...then comes my attitude adjustment. I applied for an entry level position as a Deputy Prosecutor for the Clark County Prosecutor's office and as of 12:30 this afternoon...THEY OFFERED ME A JOB!
My start date is December 1st and I have actually talked myself into feeling like this is a good move. Yes, I will be moving from Seattle to Vancouver, WA aka The Couv. Yes, I will be farther from Crystal and Baker and all of my friends that I have made in the time that I have lived here. But this is temporary and for the purpose of getting some really valuable trial experience and saving money so that hopefully within a year or two I will be back in Seattle. I already have plans to get my Crystal pass and will be commuting as much as possible up north to ski.
This next year is gonna be interesting and the only thing that keeps me charging ahead is that I am only 26 and can always go back to skiing. But for now, it is time to pull on the big kid pants and give this being a lawyer shit a shot. Wish me luck!!!