I never thought it would be so tough. As I handed in each assignment, as I rubbed my weary eyes after yet another all-night study session, I would convince myself that eventually, when all of this was over, everything would be fine. I’d have more time to spend with my children, I’d get that 9-5 job that I had been looking for. I’d be able to get off graves and to at least sleep in the same bed as my loving wife at the same time.
It has been over two months now since graduation. I’m still on the graveyard shift, I’m still as tired as ever and I lie in my bed wondering if everything that I had ever hoped for during those hard years in school will ever come to pass.
It will happen. It has to happen. I’m writing and rewriting those resumes. Job boards, networking… I’m even using linked-in, facebook- any tool at my disposal. Something has to come up.
Am I getting too worked up about this? After all, I do have a job right now that pays the bills. Am I spending too much time on the things that matter the least? Should I relax, take a break and not worry? It’s hard.
I need to refocus. I need to decide what really matters. I can’t let my impatience get the better of me. In the meantime, I need to enjoy life with my family more. I need to read the scriptures more… I need to get out and serve a little bit more… and throw in the the odd resume now and again.