“It’s not you, it’s me!”
Believe it or not, I’m not talking about a relationship! In what feels like the millionth time since I graduated from college, I have decided to make a change. But this time, it feels reasonable.
Since January, I’ve been attending a local community college taking paralegal studies courses. I started out strong, I was enthusiastic, I made some friends, and I had a passing interest in the material. Unfortunately, as the semester chugged along, I lost my enthusiasm and interest and became rather uninterested in the subject. I had a few friends at school to help me through some courses that proved challenging to me, but it just wasn’t working out. Then came the F.
Let me be very clear here: I have not gotten an F on anything since high school. High school. I braved science, math, silent film studies without dipping below a B+. How the hell could I have gotten an F on a real estate law exam?! I was stunned, but I owned it. I deserved it. I didn’t study enough, and I hadn’t listened enough in class. In fact, the F was pretty helpful in the long run, because it made me realize something: I missed my old career in editing.
I immediately started to do some research, reach out to my contacts and look for jobs. And guess what? I got a job! An editorial job! It’s a part-time summer position, but it’s a great opportunity that pays well and offers a lot of experience. I’m the new summer editor for a lifestyle paper, and I couldn’t be happier. On my first day, I wrote about lobster rolls, where to find the best craft beer in the area and the renovation of a local library. I was back in my element.
I don’t regret this past semester. I did meet some great people, I tried something new and I came out of it having learned a great deal (just not about real estate law). I fully intend to keep in touch with Foula, Allie, Faye and Eileen, and I can’t wait to see what the future holds for all of us. But for now? I’ve gotta go review a restaurant. Cheers!