Last Saturday and Sunday, I manned a table for three hours selling raffle tickets. In the past, I excelled at fundraising. This is the first time I failed at it, and miserably! On Saturday, I sold ONE two dollar raffle ticket and signed up one volunteer. On Sunday, I sold ONE two dollar raffle ticket and signed up one student (the organization teaches reading and writing English to immigrants and Americans). Exploring getting out of volunteer work altogether and going into art. This summer, thinking about going on a trip out of town for my mind to clear, because since I moved here on August 1, 2012, seems like I can't do anything right! Has anyone moved into a town only to discover it is such a poor fit that they can't do anything right? Praying to God for something to open up for me. Would love to move back to NYC, but can't, due to living on very limited income.