...to go home. I moved to Worcester in order to write and with the promise of a novel coming out early next year. For reasons that would take too long to explain here, I am neither writing nor is my novel coming out early next year. Yes, I'm still writing the nonfictions but they aren't what was worth leaving Boston. I'm frustrated, pissed and want to go home.
...a job that will allow me to live in Boston and write. Somewhere in the city has to be a job that pays 35-40K and doesn't include working until midnight or dealing with human crisis. There has to be. And I want it. I don't even care what it is. It'll get me home and keep me writing.
...to meet a man that has a personality, isn't in a 12-step program, isn't trying to pretend he's still 25 and yet still enjoys living the city life. And I want to meet friends that match that description as well. All my friends are getting married and moving to the 'burbs. There's nothing wrong with it if it's your thing. I did that. And I was miserable beyond words and description. Yet I cannot possibly be the only mid-30s, single person in the area who still enjoys a more alternative scene.
It has been a week of introspection and reflection. These three things are the only things that came up lacking in any way. That ain't damn bad. In fact, it's pretty damn good. Now, I just gotta fix 'em. Thoughts, suggestions, phone numbers of cute cousins from Massachusetts, and job offers are more than welcome. ;)
Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.
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I wish I had any of those things. All I have is a *hug* and an "I understand." My mom doesn't understand why I'm willing to "only" be a secretary--it's because it allows me to write!
Know what job I LOVED when I lived in Boston? (well, aside from singing) I LOVED working in the box office at the Charles Playhouse for Shear Madness. I made decent money...about 22K at the time, which wasn't bad for 1988 and fresh out of college. Flexible hours, lots of great theatre people, fun parties etc. Check out the theatres and see if any of them have any daytime openings.
Sorry, all of my male friends in Boston are now elsewhere, save for one, and he's gay. My Boston friends are elsewhere too, or have married and moved to the dreaded 'burbs. Such is the nomadic life of an actor.
It's so funny that we're so opposite in this. I lived in cities for so many years that now I love living in the 'burbs. I love visiting, but I'm glad to go home, too. Damn I'm old.
So, seems all I can offer you is understanding and some prayers. I so wish I could do more.
Any desire to work in an office? My company has an office in Boston. I don't know if there are any openings but I can give you info if you want to put in a resume. Yeah, I'm "just" an admin asst but my hours are decent, I get paid overtime after putting in 35 hours and the benefits are great. I know it's not your style, but it might get you back into Boston...(can you tell I love my job? I want everyone to work here!)
Once I get myself up there I will find you a single 30-40 man who lives the lifstyle you like, think I'm joking? Hell woman, I want you to be utterly happy in basically every aspect of life and love life is definately an aspect to look after.
I bet I could also find you a job...The Dreamer will find and make dreams come true.
Well, I'm hoping you get all you want and more of that besides, dearie. :)
OMG...... this has been such a very long and not the best of weeks. I was emotionally unable to respond to your previous two posts. I was upset because somehow, as religiously as I read your post, I had missed something. Has my head been in the clouds? I spent the last two days wondering and trying to comment, only to delete and give up. Maybe it's best that I didn't know, see, read that you were having chest x-rays taken. I would have worried. It is a relief to read that all is now well, physically.
Now for the emotional.... I will never say "told ya so" and I did understand the reasons you had for moving to Worcester; but remember I'm from that area and somehow, I knew that this would not be a long term move.
Caring about you, and yes I do care about you..... it's time for this elder to give a bit of advice.
"Get out of there NOW!" If you want to know why I feel qualified to say this.... just go back and read some of your posts prior to leaving Boston and see if you notice a difference in your writing then and now..... also, remember that I left Boston on September 2, 1989. It's a little late for me, but I still miss Boston every day of my life.
HUGS to you my friend.... I know you will do the right thing. The time is right.... somehow, I think that you've been subconsciously thinking about this since your first week in Worcester!
LOVE YA!
DON
Nevermind what you want. what you need is a younger man. Your the one always saying between 18and death. Go for mid20s.
Told you i would write this. lol
Oh I do hope you find what you are looking for soon. How about working for a temporary placement company. A lot of them do permanent placement too. It might allow you to make enough to get back in the city and work while you look for a permanent job. Just my two cents. Hope you have a good day.
Whatever you do, don't settle for something just to get it over with. As you said, you did the married burb thing and hated it.
With the right person, almost any surrounding (I'm guessing) can be perfect. Mr. Zoom and I swore up and down we'd NEVER live in the very city we live in. Long story, but basically we didn't compromise our wants - and something came our way. We looked closer and it fit. We took it.
I admire you who can pick up your life and move to a brand new place. I've never gone much more than 30 whole miles away unless it was a vacation. There's no shame in having moved somewhere and learning you don't like it. That takes more guts than I can even imagine. But at the same time, don't force yourself. You've got your experience out of it, now go where you think you will be happy next.
I'm the worst when it comes to job counseling. I've forever just run to a placement agency when I got fed up. Told them what I wanted and they did the leg work. The last move they made for me has been the best yet.
I don't know any single guys who are good people and available. If I did though, I'd throw them into the mix!
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