When I hit the 1-year mark at my first job, I applied all over the place. I got interviews at 4 nursing homes and 0 hospitals. I took a nursing home job, which turned out to be a huge mistake. After 6 weeks of hell, I landed back at my old employer, in a different building. Unfortunately, things didn't work out.
I'm now working home health, and I like it. I'm making less than any of my previous nursing jobs, but I'm very wary of leaving. Part of me wants to move back to Boston (Hubby hates it here), find a non-nursing job to pay the bills, do flu clinics on the side, and take a refresher course when (if?) the economy picks up.
I'm an overweight, severely nearsighted asthmatic, so the military isn't an option. I've also thought of relocating again, but Hubby refuses to learn to drive, and would never agree to move to Texas or the South. Between his father's health problems (he's in the hospital again) and my mother's cancer (she just decided against another round of chemo), we're basically suck in New England.
I thought being a nurse would open doors, but they seem to close every time I turn around. Sometimes I wonder why I bothered with nursing school.