I'm supposed to get the call today. I'm freaking out, can't concentrate.
I may have mentioned there was a bit of a snag...so I'm waiting anxiously. I am in a good place in that I know if things don't work out for the new job I am still here, and I will just have to buckle down again, and that it truly is a loss on their part.
I know how much my friends at this job care about me, so there's that. One of my references, a career counselor, told me she told them that when things are really hairy and everyone feels like crying, I'll do or say something to make them laugh. That made me feel good. I've also been lucky to get warm wishes from my friends here.
Then again, Tuesday was perhaps the worst day I have ever had here at this job, and I've had some bad ones.
But, either way...call me and get it the EFF OVER. I'm getting nothing done, I couldn't sleep last night (and I am a sleepin' fool, I rarely ever have problems sleeping) and I just want to know, you know? Will I live in relative poverty forever, or can I relax and know someday things will seem a lot easier? I've given up on the Depp Factor, in which Johnny realizes I am his true love and takes me away from it all.
