Couple things:
- A: When (if) I get a job, the first thing I’m going to do is get some sort of hormonal medication, and I’ll tell you why later
- 2: smoked salmon and horseradish creamcheese quesadillas taste A MAY ZEENG cold and with coffee in the morning. Or at noon, which could be your own creative morning
- 4th : I made more follow up calls,FINALLY got someone on the phone at company #1 and it went really well.Things have been crazy around there and they haven’t had time to finalize the process and move forward. Good signs: she sounded pleased to hear from me, she DIDN’T sound uncomfortable with my call. It’s one of those human reactions, when you get a call from someone you don’t want to hear from there is an audible change in tone and then an even more audible sound of recovery. These aural clues did not present themselves at all, so I feel pretty good. If anything, I feel good for calling and getting a human on the phone. I called and left another message with company #2 (this is in addition to a previous call and email combination). I figure if, when I get back from holiday in Maryland, after I call for another follow up with them, that’s going to be it. I am not the girl who can’t get a hint. Persistence is one thing, getting the net is another
- and Q: i still do not enjoy unsolicited advice. Interpret that how you want to (she doesn’t like to be helped! boo!), but it’s really as simple as me, in my head, upon receipt of unsolicited advise, thinking “does this person think I’m A: stupid, B: 20, or C: a fetus.” I’m a young professional. I am an adult. I have been out here awhile. Of course I don’t know everything, but assume that if you know the basics, so do I. Know what I mean? It’s my quirk, I embrace it. and it has taught me to also regard others’ distaste for the unsolicited advice*. I simply say “ok, now, did you just tell me that to tell me, or do you want any advice – because I have some ideas, but I’m not going to give you any if that’s not what you’re looking for)
So that’s the status, people. I feel better today. In fact, yesterday there was an intense difference in mindset and attitude in comparison with the weight of the world I was feeling days before that. Well, except for the low blood sugar meltdown i had when Factor was smelling the dishwasher after I already told him 5 times that’s where the dead nutria smell was coming from. I don’t feel like I’m a life failure, i don’t want to fall into a coma, i don’t feel worthless. I don’t feel like the fight is over. And I kid you not, that’s how I felt the past 5 days. Which points to the first bullet.
Drugs.
Love to every single one of you for your support during my horrible depressed five days.
PS. I love what the Louisiana hunting and news blog says about the world today. Proliferation!
Sounds promising! Cool
Glad you’re feelin’ better.