The last time I wrote I talked about the transition from career woman to milspouse and how it was anything but easy. However, I’ve always enjoyed a challenge (well, cried through it but appreciate the outcome) and am up for this one as well. By all means I feel like an awful, miserable person when I complain about anything seeing that I am married to my absolute best friend and we live in Italy. I always think to myself the advice I would give me if I were back home reading one sad blog post after another. The advice would be simple: Get it together, woman!
That piece of advice is basically what my girlfriend from college gave me last month when she suggested I try something new once a week. Take a class, make a craft, learn a trade – just as long as I was doing something. Every week since I last posted I have done exactly that… tried new recipes, new hair dos, even bought a diddy or two for the living room to make it fancy. I’ve dubbed it the Something New Challenge on my blog and I plan to stick to it for, well, the rest of my life. Trying ‘something new’ is anything but a ‘new’ concept and doing so only once a week is hardly a challenge. It’s a big world we live in and currently I live in Italy but my time here is limited, so I might as well try every cappuccino from here to Sicily. Right?
All of this being said there is still a very huge void in my life – even with all the new things I’m trying. As beautiful as Italy is and as happy as I am in my marriage, there is a part of me that I am not ready to lay down to rest just yet. I have been working with college students since I was one and have been lucky enough to find my passion early in life. I’ve spent the past few months trying to reinvent myself and find a new passion because working with college students isn’t so easy on an overseas military base. However, I feel like I’ve trimmed one too many sides off of my puzzle piece to make it fit… I am an educator. I am an aspiring counselor. Yes, I am a military wife as well but that is not all of me. I won’t deny the military side of my life, but I am exhausted trying to forget the career part of myself and won’t do it anymore. Sure, I’ll get burnt out calling the schools on base (again) and being turned down (again), but I figure if they know my name well enough and a position becomes available within the next 3 years – they’ll know who to call.
What about you? Have you struggled getting a job after becoming a military wife? Or rather, not just a “job” but something you loved doing? Did you have a career before getting married? How have you coped?
For more on my personal life and the Something New Challenge, visit my blog at: www.tessatauschek.blogspot.com
PS. Can you believe its December already? In 20 days I’ll have been a married woman for an entire YEAR! We will be celebrating in Verona and I’ll be sure to post some pictures for you shortly after.