As I’ve been busy being a cashier and making coffee drinks, I’ve had a lot of time to think about my current and last seasons of life. 6 months ago I quit my job, moved into my parents house, and flew across the country to hang out with middle school and high school students. For most of that first few weeks, I didn’t have time to think about the immensity of my decision. It hit me like a ton of bricks the last day of our training for YouthWorks!. I QUIT MY JOB! moved into my PARENTS HOUSE and have no idea what I a going to do for work starting August 1st. What the hell have I done!?!?
I’m not going to lie, I have had some terrible days where I feel like I am a huge failure and I should probably jump off a bridge. Nothing screams success like being in your mid twenties, unemployed and living in the bedroom you grew up in. I’ve already talked about how I have been learning humility in this process but I don’t think the whole process is just about being humbled. I think that it needs to take one more step; I need to choose joy.
I hate the saying “choose joy” more than most things, but it’s choosing to accept the current situation and either fight your way out of it or find the good in it. So, in an effort to choose joy, I am going to list a few crappy situations that I have annoyingly chosen joy within. I’m doing this mostly for me, but you can laugh along with me, or make fun of me… both work.
– I am working at Caribou Coffee making literally HALF of what my hourly wage was at the radio station.
* At least I have some kind of job, and I get to be incredibly sarcastic to people the whole day.
– I live with my parents. * It’s free, they feed me, allow me to have boys in my room, and never ask where I’ve been all night.
– I owe my parents money, a few credit card companies money and the balance in my bank account is the lowest it’s been since I was 19 * yeh, this is just depressing, I’m not gonna even try to be happy about it.
– I am single. About 2 years ago, I honestly thought I would be married to the man of my dreams by now… I am not (note the above statement about living with my parents) * I have some awesome friends who laugh with me, challenge me, fight with me, and will watch a movie with me on a Friday night. For now, I am happy.
Am I happy about the above things in my life each and every day? no. There are still days I just wish I could click my heels and go back to a few moments in my life that I felt were perfect, but honestly, where’s the fun in that? After every mountain summit is a valley and I’m just excited to climb another mountain one step at a time.