A week and a half ago, I was laid off. It feels, quite frankly, like much, much longer than that. I keep applying, talking to people on the phone, hoping that I am doing everything that needs to be done. I keep wondering if I am EVER going to find a job or just keep on interviewing and interviewing. It seems that there is always someone out there who is just a LITTLE BIT better than I am and they get the job.
Tomorrow I have some projects to get done.I think Thursday will be the day I run my post office errands. And then it will be Friday again. It seems like just yesterday I was toasting my new job with friends and now I am worrying anew about whether I’m going to find new employment soon.
I have not yet interviewed for a job that’s made me feel that really enthusiastic. I’ve not even found anything to apply for that makes me feel enthusiastic. Maybe that’s a side effect of having wanted this last job so much and having had it turn out to be somewhat a nightmare.
I need to think of ways to do something that will give my life some purpose while still bringing in money.