What to do?

What do you do when its 12:07 AM, you've been lying in bed trying to sleep for 3 hours, no one is on facebook, no one is tweeting, and you cant find anything on Pinterest?

Blog.

Well, it's been 8 weeks since I accepted a job, and almost 8 since I started my job.  It's stressful, it's frustrating, it's high maintenance   It's a job.  Just like any other job out there, my job is all of these things.  Yet, I think I like it.  I'm trying to like the job, because I'm pretty sure I'm not liking Fairfield. But again, I'm trying.

It's a small little town you see.  I've never really lived in a small town.  I mean I lived in Waverly for 4 years, but being on campus with classes and a job there was soo much going on!  The demographic of Fairfield is older (like 75+) young families, or university people.  I feel like there isn't much going on for 20 somethings.  Granted every week im surprised by how many of us there really are.  But we don't do much.  We go to the bars on weekends.  Occasionally we go do something at night.  It baffles me really.  Maybe I just dont get out enough to see that there are things going on it town.  Or maybe there aren't.  Whatever the case may be, it was made clear to me this weekend that my heart isn't in Fairfield Iowa.  In no scenario in my head do I see myself being here for the rest of my life.  But, here I am.  In Fairfield Iowa.  Might as well make the best of it, right?

There's a rhino that gets flowers planted in it.  There's a farmers market in the summer.  There's more percapita restaurants than in San Francisco.  there's a Hyvee.  A Walmart.  Two fancy eating establishments.  A crepe place.  An organic grocery.  My job.  and me.

Maybe there is something in this town.  And maybe, just maybe, it will grow on me :)

So now, its 12:20 am, I am wide awake and have written a short blog entry.  What do I do now?  Check Pinterest again and maybe try to sleep.  Again.

7:15 am will probably come incredibly early.

Changes

It finally happened.  After 7 full months of not having full time employment, I finally accepted a job in Mid-January at a Direct Response TV marketing company in Fairfield, Iowa.  If you would have asked me at any point in the last several years, I never would have thought I would have ended up in small town Iowa.  But, here I am!  I quickly secured an apartment and started my job 3 days after I got the offer.  

My job is very hard to explain, but my title is a Media Account Coordinator.  I do a lot of coordinating of accounts, as cliche as that sounds.  I run reports and assist the Account Managers in keeping information up to date for the Clients.  Direct Response TV is the commercials with an 800# on them or a website that calls for you to take some sort of response.  Makes sense.  

My apartment is a fairly good size, inexpensive, and in a run down house.  But, we've made it mine and I am really enjoying it.  Trying to get the hang of this budgeting thing and the cooking for myself and paying bills and all of that fun stuff.

I have started hanging out with some young professionals in town.  They do networking events, fun events, and just de-stressing type things.  They seem like a good group of people, and I look forward to hanging out with them in the future and beginning to call them my friends.

After being in my apartment for 3 weeks, I attended church for the first time today and again began the process of "church shopping".  i used this term last night and one of the girls we were hanging out with didn't understand.  I had to explain this process of finding somewhere that i'm comfortable again, somewhere that will give me what I am looking for in a church.  A church is sort of like a product, and you have to find just the right brand before you're happy with it.  One of the young professionals attends the Methodist church with his parents and another one was raised Methodist  so we decided we would all go to church together.  It was a mix between old and new.  An older church, mostly older congregation, but an extremely young associate pastor, and slide shows going on through church.  I'm not sure it was what I was looking for.  I found the message hard to connect to and the mix of old and new a little strange.  People greeted Andrew and i (the newcomers) but none actually introduced themselves to us or welcomed us back.  

There are several other churches in town and I have heard of one that sounds like it may be a good fit, but Andrew and a few others have also said if you aren't part of a young family, people look at you differently.  I think its all in how you look at it, and am going to check it out and get my thoughts.  There are about 10 different churches in town (and that's on the low end), so when one doesn't work, I shall try again.  

this week should bring another busy week at work, but were having a party on Thursday for the February birthdays, and then I'm heading up to Wartburg this weekend, so its one foot in front of another and keep looking forward to what i can and learning to grow every day.