Back in the world

I was walking through Eisenhower Park when I remembered that I actually had a blog! That at one point in time I had planned on keeping up with. It slipped my mind for a while amid the two months at camp, MaryAshley's wonderful wedding, and hours upon hours of job searching.

After a week of serious application sending and resume attaching and cover letter writing I've discovered a few things about myself:

1.) I need to start applying to jobs that provide a way to contact them after said resume attaching and cover letter writing... I don't like just sending and waiting. I feel that if I was able to contact someone afterwards I would be more likely to get an interview.
2.) The idea of sending salary requirements in daunting and I know I'm supposed to do the research and such to match the job and my experience and yadda yadda but REALLY?! I have no effing clue.
3.) I need a job. I need a job to feel whole and normal and useful and occupied. I like being busy. I'd rather work 8 hours a day 5 days a week in a somewhat miserable job than have no job at all.

However, being jobless has given me the ability to explore San Antonio a little bit. I got a P.O. Box (woohoo! I can receive mail in the same city I'm living in!), and I've been to two area parks. The first park is north of where I'm staying, it was super busy (about 9:30am on a Sunday) and filled with bikers. The trails were mostly paved with a few narrow bike ways for trail bikes.
The landscape was pretty; tons of thin, twisted, knotted trees and prickly pear cactus amid the browns and faded greens.
The second park, the Dwight D. Eisenhower Park, was nestled between an active rock quarry and a military base. The main trail was paved but most of the trails were covered in mulch. It was pretty and further west. There was more color and it was rocky and hilly and definitely more of a natural park/walking trail kind of feel.

It's not a park like in Ohio, it actually made me miss the rich greens and dark browns and hills of the mid-west. But it's beauty in it's own way, and I really enjoy it. I also have a theory that part of the reason people are nicer here is to make up for the harshness of the climate. It's not harsh like the cold, like Alaska style, it's just sharp and prickly... okay that doesn't make any sense at all, but it made sense in my head.

Actually, about 30 seconds after I thought it made me miss Ohio, I realized what I really missed was horseback riding through the hill country. THAT is what I miss most in San Antonio.