Job hunting

So I've been job hunting for the last week--not intensively (because if it had been intensively, I'd have been done in about a day), but pretty seriously. Now I'm done. I haven't found a job, not even close, but I've put in applications with every place I could find that's hiring...and several that aren't hiring, but that might have high turn over on account of being fast food.

Oddly enough, though I do need a job for summer--desperately!--I feel relieved. The pressure's off. I can't get a job that doesn't exist, right? So why worry about it? Okay, I am worried about the money issue, but I figure I can leach off of Vaun for three months until school starts again and reactivate one of my credit cards to pick up the slack. Thank God I've gotten my payments down so much since moving to Pullman!

But today I'm free to start writing again, for school or personal pleasure even. I even woke up thinking about some research questions and some sources I need to look at (possible reading list candidates?) for my dissertation. For example, since I'm writing about why / how Woolf and others used the classics, I need to start thinking about why / how others writers before her used them or didn't use them. I'm especially thinking about the classical revival of the 18th century, the so-called moderns vs. ancients debate. What light can that shed on the use of the classics by the 20th century modernists?

Damn. Mom just walked in and asked if I applied at this one place where I didn't apply because she saw hiring signs on the bus! Crap. Okay, I had a few minutes of undivided thought. Typical. Oh, well, money would be really nice, too. I'm off to go apply now.

ETA: No luck with that job possibility: they were looking for more technically proficient people.

P.S. Tried to have a conversation with my mom. It's so stressful talking to someone who doesn't let you finish a thought or even a sentence a lot of the time.