Well, I’ve washed all the dishes, RE:d all the emails, taken out the trash, and even ironed a shirt or two. I guess there is nothing left to do but blog. My life has been so chaotic the past few months that I haven’t had a lot of time to digest all the changes, let alone record them here. Since I last wrote, I finished teaching and began working as a full-time freelancer. I also moved into my own apartment on the other side of the city and took a much-needed trip home to the States. To be totally corny and cliché (I actually love corny and cliché), I started the next chapter of my life.
As an English teacher in Korea, so much is handed to you — straight off the plane, you have a visa, an apartment (paid for by your school), a steady paycheck, a boss who is obligated to help you with any problems you encounter. As a freelancer, you have to do everything for yourself. Find work, find an apartment, figure out how to afford said apartment, pay your own bills, know when to ask your Korean friends for help and when to muddle through on your own. All of it is so exhausting, but it’s also so rewarding. After several missteps and trip-ups, I’m finally standing on my own two feet. On foreign soil. That’s a darn good feeling, y’all. Feels like I’ve evolved into the next-level me. Meagan 2.0 (maybe even 2.1).
I’m happy to report that all my friends are adjusting nicely to the move. (See those stairs? They go up to my loft! Super sweet!)
Standing on your own two feet is best when they are in cat shoes. Fact.
On tomorrow’s menu: green curry, Nutella pancakes, rambutan, and other delicious things from Thailand.