I got a second job offer today. And this one is more along the lines of what I had asked for, at least salary-wise.
So now I am forced into a corner, and I guess I am coming out employed.
I wanted to use this time to become a Writer and then to go back to grad school in the fall. But we are so far behind in our bills and I have no idea where March's rent is coming from.
So I am going to suck it up and take the job. My soul may die, but my body will have a roof over its head.
Maybe I can be a real writer in my next life.