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I’ll be honest. Today was a generally crappy day. Nope, I’m not gonna sugar coat it, I’m telling you like it is. The job I hoped to get went to someone else. Actually, it’s not the job I wanted but it had the location and was with a company that I have been interested in working with for a few years. That certainly took the wind out of my sails. I did have a FaceTime interview today but was called an hour early. As a result, I had to be confident in my pjs. It’s a good thing that I wear boring pajamas.

I’ve seen the numerous applications I’ve submit all yield the “we regret to inform you” email returned. This is such a bummer. On the one hand I am glad that I have time to settle in here in our new home. On the other hand, I’ve been so depressed that most days I simply step pass the various piles and boxes that surround us in our suite (my hubby and I now live in my brother’s very spacious two-room three-closet bonus room which I love). Today I’d hoped that I would get more unpacking done. We have a lot of things to document and donate to charity. Instead, I spent the day in front of the computer applying to jobs and wanting to write and read and to just feel like I was being productive. It was just one of those days where I just struggled. I’m still appreciative of my life and feel incredibly blessed but at this moment I feel disappointed in myself. Continue reading “Dismal in Covington” →

My avoidance of my blog and social media has been somewhat deliberate. I have done some writing since my last post but I only did so with an upcoming published newspaper article in mind. So here’s the skinny on the article that will run in The Union-Recorder in about three week’s time. I’m overqualified. Yes, you heard me, I’m overqualified. I had a job for a day. Yes, a job for one day.

Let me explain. I accepted a job offer on the very day of the interview, Valentine’s Day. My first day was this past Tuesday. Everything went well. I was in my element and was extremely useful to, let’s now call him, my boss-of-the-moment. He commended me on my talent and seemed genuinely impressed with my ability to, on the first day, jump in and assist where needed. Despite a drastic pay cut I was willing to do what was needed and was truly interested in learning more about the organization. However, that wasn’t meant to be.

I worked an hour and a half longer than my scheduled 8 hours. I went as far as preparing my boss for the next day and outlining things that I would need and had planned to do. It’s a testament to my work ethic, I don’t like to be idle for long. Upon my leaving there was no doubt that I would return the next day. However, as I assume it must’ve been my downfall, prior to leaving I inquired about what my wage rate would be at the end of the 3-month introductory period. Based on earlier conversations it seemed that the question would not illicit a definitive answer. I was correct. He was unsure and said that he’d need to discuss it with his business partner who was on an airplane at the moment. I left the office expecting to, as he’d said, be told more about what to expect when being brought on through the company and not through the temp agency the following day. After a stellar first day I sent him a text and asked whether or not I was being too premature but if it was okay for me to bring some personal items from home to the office. He responded promptly by saying that it was not at premature and that I should make myself at home. Continue reading “Embarrassed and Ashamed” →

Tomorrow is the first day on the new job. I’m not nervous or anything, it’s just that it’s going to be the first time in two months that I’ll be back to a normal workday grind. I work only on the weekdays from 7am to 3pm. Not bad at all. I just need to again become a morning person. It’s been over a decade since I had to do that. I remember having to wake early for PT when I attended GMC. Even then I wasn’t a fan. However, I am looking forward to working 15 minutes from home and getting home at a decent time. In leaving work at 3pm it still means that I can run errands and even plan other appointments around that schedule.

Today was a leisurely day. I spent Saturday and Sunday soaking in season two of House of Cards and so I didn’t awaken until almost 2 o’clock today. I attempted to do some more unpacking and getting stuff in order but I feel as though all I really did was take an already neat pile and rearrange it neatly. Eh, I suppose I just need to get back into the swing of things and not beat myself up too much about it.

Now I’m off to get ready for bed. That means reading a little bit and then hopefully going to sleep within an hour. I’m an 8-hours-a-night kind of gal so I know that means going to bed a lot earlier than I’m used to. Let’s hope that there’s adrenaline racing through me in the morning in order to adjust to waking at 5:45am. Until next time…

The poem today is appropriately titled, Moving On. Indeed, that’s exactly what I have and will continue to do.