No, I didn’t get murdered in the face. The reason I’ve been slacking on sharing my super exciting life with you is because…I GOT A JOB. In San Diego. And, I can without a doubt say that the set of circumstances that led me to it were because I used LOA. See, cramming does work. I mean, I already know this because once I passed a science class I was failing miserably. In only one week. With a B final grade. My teacher was shocked and said “just imagine what you could have accomplished if you tried the whole time.” In conclusion, I obviously learned nothing from that experience except, hey, cramming works!
Anyways, back to the point. How LOA worked it’s crazy little magic into getting me here to San Diego and landing a job within a week like I had asked.
My entire plan for moving back to San Diego revolved around staying in Las Vegas with my friend Tom until I somehow secured a job in San Diego via driving back and forth for potential interviews. That would have been a good plan if I was getting any interviews. In reality, I was just doing a whole lot of re-watching The Office and drinking wine in my underwear. What? It’s like 100 degrees in Vegas in May, and Tom would rather spend money on alcohol than air conditioning. Which I guess is legit.
It was about 2 days after I re-focused my LOA efforts when I came across an acquaintance of a friend on Facebook who was looking to rent a room in his apartment in San Diego. I was planning on dealing with the whole finding a place to live after I got a job but it’s very difficult to find a room to rent especially in the summer. Plus my past experience with finding roommates on Craigslist have been less than ideal. So, I jumped at the opportunity. Hey, when Law of Attraction gives you something, you have to take Inspired Action, remember??
I’d never met the guy who was renting the room before and he was really pressuring me to come meet with him the next week to see if it was a good fit. He had gotten a lot of interest in his Craigslist ad and was going to just rent it to someone else if I didn’t get my ass back to San Diego, stat.
So I went. And just like absolutely everything else in my life, it went nothing like I planned. First of all, I found out the room to rent wasn’t actually available for almost another month. Second, the guy renting it was a little weird. Not creepy or anything, but I didn’t really vibe with him, so now I wasn’t 100 % sure this was where I wanted to live. Despite all that, the apartment was nice, in a great area, with cheap rent so I was still down if nothing else panned out in the next month.
Now here I was in San Diego….no job, no place to live and not much savings. I was just gonna go back to Vegas for a month until the apartment was available or a job opportunity came up and risk imminent face murder, but that fucking annoying little inner voice was saying to stay for some reason.
Feeling a new sense of determination, I got a hotel and went online to look for jobs. I had promised myself to use LOA and get a job in my career that I really wanted instead of just taking anything to make money like I had done too many times in the past. There weren’t a whole lot of jobs available that fit this criteria, so I applied to the one new job listed, procured a bottle of wine and relaxed in my out-of-budget hotel room while proclaiming “hey, Universe, figure this shit out while I’m getting tipsy watching the Kardashians”.
And…. the Universe listened. I had been in Vegas for month, applying to jobs every day and not one single person had responded. Two days after I got to San Diego, I got an interview.
Immediately, I clicked with the woman interviewing me, and the interview lasted over an hour. She asked me to come meet the owner the next day, and afterwards she offered me the job right then and there. The best part? She wanted me to start work the very next day.
So, that happened…but wait! There’s more!(cheezy infomercial ad voice,obvi)
Next post, though. This is enough writing for today.
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