A Week In Eastern South Dakota, On A $52,000 Salary

12 p.m. — I would have thought my TWO breakfasts would keep me full a bit longer, but here I am, tummy rumbling, eating lunch already. While I’m eating, one of coworkers, who I really love, updates me that they didn’t get the job they had recently interviewed for. I’m super bummed for them. I let them know that I’m expecting a similar call this week. A couple of weeks ago I had a second-round interview at a company, but I haven’t heard anything yet, so I’m assuming it’s a no. I love the work I do, but I’ve been really disillusioned with the leadership lately, which has made me seriously question my future here. At the same time, I have four months of paid sick leave built up, and it’s hard to walk away from that and start over knowing that a baby is in the two-year plan.