Bleh. Grrr. Yargh. Ew.

No official news yet on my interview on Monday, but I do know that I am in the top two--and that the other candidate has 30+ years of experience. Now how the hell am I supposed to compete with that?

I took a Mental Health Day yesterday, which I'm sorry to say I didn't spend well. I used up most of the morning on Gchat with my colleagues at my current organization and the one where I'd like to work. By 11:00, I'd had enough and decided to go shopping with money I don't currently have. That's what credit cards are for, right? (Answer: wrong. This was the grief talking me into doing things I shouldn't.)

Needless to say, after hours of browsing and try on, I didn't find a single thing I wanted to buy. Let me rephrase that: I didn't find anything worth the hassle of standing in line, swiping the credit card, and lugging home with me. I knew deep down that no purchase was going to make me feel better about the job situation. Good for the wallet, but not so much for the spirit. And so I wandered about aimlessly, no shopping bags to keep me feeling temporarily fulfilled or happy. It was a sad sort of day.

The evening wasn't better. I suppose when it rains, it pours like hell, and yesterday was no exception--stuff with SCL I don't want to get into. I'm just wondering why I moved to this damn place at all.

My realization is that I should probably go back to therapy. Not a bad idea at all.

1 comment:

  1. I'm so sorry to hear that you're having a rough time. :( We've all been there. I won't tell you to focus on the positive, because that's easier said than done. But just remember that this, too, will pass.