My future, sort of

So, for years I’ve toyed with the idea of moving to southern California. Recently a good friend of mine moved there, and she’s been begging me to come join her ever since.

She was slightly perturbed, I think, when I told her that I made it to the first round of interviews for a job with the local NPR affiliate here, WUWM. But, as I expected, I didn’t make it to the second round, and therefore the main dream job that would have kept me here for sure is no longer an option.

My current goal: Finish thesis by December and perhaps in the meantime get a new job in Milwaukee (I’m sick of driving to West Bend); one that pays better than my current reporter gig. But the point is: I don’t see myself landing the type of job that would be so great that I’d be willing to freeze through another Wisconsin winter.

I don’t want to make any proclamations, and at this point things are still nebulous, but I think I’d like to visit my friend in January or February, and arrange it so that I can (hopefully) have a few interviews while I’m there.

So, who knows what the future portends. But this is my general thinking these days.