Back on the Job Search

I thought I had found a wonderful job that filled all the criteria on my wish list. It paid good, it was only 4 days a week, it ended when rafting season started (that was a bonus more than a requirement), it involved traveling, it was something different,and I had afternoons and weekends off. Well, it seemed awesome...

UNTIL

...this week rolled around.

I got a little nervous when I stopped receiving the flood of emails about what was next, paperwork I still needed to sign and etc. Yesterday, being the nervous niddy I get to be, I sent an email out to my supervisor saying HEY WHAT'S UP?

No reply.

I got a weird feeling in my belly...

Today I check my email and see that I've received one from someone else (I'm assuming he is probably the "head honcho") that says they are postponing the start of training aka the job till early December, MAYBE EVEN EARLY JANUARY!

OH SHIZZZZ.

Well, does that mean I'm back on the job market? I don't know yet. I could always pick up a few extra shifts at Ludlow until the job got started, but that isn't going to pay the bills (but only dip into money I don't like to touch).

***SIDE NOTE***I'm one of those people who prefers to live off of each paycheck while having money safely stashed away that I can use if I decide to do something special. Now that doesn't mean I like to spend my whole paycheck... I just don't want to exceed what I make each month in spending, nor do I want to depend on a paycheck to scrap by each month. (I'd prefer to stash some of the leftovers away also... Like my dad always said "Try to save a dollar a day, you'll be very happy one day." I'm assuming that "one day" meant when I retire, not when I want to go out and buy a new computer.)
Okay, I'm done rambling back to the story...

So now what is next? Do I let this job opportunity go away, or do I try to find something I can quit as soon as everything is up and running? These are all questions I really don't want to think about, but I must. I am a grown up. As my dad once told me, "Liz, you became a grown up the moment you moved out of my house and went to college. You have just chosen not to accept the fact until now." (I think he was talking about how I am constantly moving for seasonally for jobs. My mom just calls me a "peter pan.")

***SIDE NOTE*** I found out while filling out paperwork for this job that I have lived in 14 different houses in the past 17 years. CRAZY!

Wish me luck. I'm going to start job searching for something to refill my bank account. At least I have two extremely part time jobs lined up right now (web design and ski instructor on weekends).