I have been in the UK for three weeks. For the first week or two, I was so busy unpacking and organizing the apartment that I didn’t really mind not having a job. After all I had plenty to keep myself busy with. In fact, I was so busy, I didn’t even write any job applications for two weeks. Living in an apartment that was cluttered with moving boxes was stressful for me, so I couldn’t really rest until I was done unpacking.
Then, last week, after I was done unpacking and our apartment finally started looking like a home, I finally sat down and started job hunting again. I have applied for 14 jobs since then – and I am getting impatient. I know that it has only been a little over a week. I know that many of the vacancies had closing dates that are still in the future. But it is so frustrating not to hear back from any of them. (Well, I did hear back from one that the vacancy had been filled already.)
I figured that after a week or two off work, I would probably get bored with being at home all day. But it isn’t even being bored per se, I can think of plenty of things to keep myself occupied with – and I don’t even usually turn the TV on during daytime – I just hate not having a job. I hate being dependent on N. seeing as I don’t get unemployment benefits. I hate worrying about money. And most of all, I hate not knowing when this will end. It’s really the uncertainty that gets me the most. I would be fine with being unemployed for a few more weeks if I knew I had a job lined up for May or June. But I don’t. I could have a job next week, for all I know – or it could be weeks and weeks, and we could really be struggling financially for who knows how long. I hate being responsible for this stress in our lives, and I hate not being in control, not feeling like I am doing enough, because how could I be doing enough when I still don’t have a job yet?
And then I remind myself that I only started writing job applications again last week. It takes more than a few days to find a job, in fact it would be a miracle if I found one within a week. In hindsight, I really regret not writing any job applications during my first two weeks here. I didn’t really consider how long it can take to hear back on applications, how long of a process it can be from applying for a job to actually starting work. It took 2 1/2 months from when I first interviewed for my last job to when I actually started working there. And that is not even taking in consideration how long it can take to find a job in the first place.
I am willing to do temp jobs, anything really (well, not quite anything, but you get what I mean) to be employed and have an income. I have started applying for jobs that are a little different from what I really want to be doing. I know that all that matters right now is getting my foot in the door – even if it’s not quite the right door – having an income and gaining UK work experience. I can find the ideal job later.
All I can do is my best. And hopefully something will come through soon.