Apparently, in order for things to seem unclustered you must go through a period of chaos where everything doesn't seem to fit. My life is a series of chaos ironed out all at once. I was offered two jobs this past week along with another interview which I am waiting to hear back from. I'm pretty sure I nailed it. The position is editing documents that have been translated into English from other languages, so I would put my editing experience to good use. The job is in the translations department which, coincidentally enough, is at my mother's company, Merrill Corporation (she had nothing to do with the opportunity). When I arrived for the interview I was greeted by my temp agent who lead me to the department. She quickly introduced me to Michel (pronounced Mee-shell), the department head, and from the get go I immediatly liked him. His heavy swiss accent was a form of comfort to me because I love meeting people from places that I have visited in the past. After a very simple and laid back interview with Michel I offered to show him my portfolio which includes published articles, edited articles and photography. He was so impressed with my book he called over a couple of the other Merrill employees to show them my work. Although I can't deny being really proud of my work, the modest part of me felt uncomfortable showing the entirety of the office staff. They oohed and ahhed at my photographs and expressed their jealousy as to how many places I have been able to travel...I couldn't deny that fact, I've been pretty damn lucky to go where I have gone. At this point I felt as if I immedieatly fit in. Fingers crossed.
As much as I love my parents and their company, moving out was something I knew I needed to do. I love my apartment and there is always a natural sense of independence that follows being on your own, even though I've been on my own for the past 4 years. This move helped to push things into full swing. I also have a new found love for St. Paul to boot! Ironically, I've found a lot of aspects that I loved about Los Angeles sewn throughout the Grand/Summit stretch of St. Paul. The people in particular seem all around more friendly. It's almost as if I've moved to an entirely new state but a part of me feels that way even though my parents house is a quick hop down 280. Experiencing the city in which I grew up in has been a great one in the two weeks that I've lived here. It just seems like it was the puzzle piece I was missing to help finish the picture.
I've been accepted to Hamline's TEFL program today and I am so excited about the possibilities this opportunity will create.
More to come! Stay tuned.
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