Not to sound like Debbie Downer or anything, but I can't shake the feeling that there is nowhere to go but up from here. Prepare thyselves! It's over-share time!
The last few months have been less than ideal for me, but certainly interesting! I was enjoying dating someone, who waited until he was an ocean away to tell me over gchat (hahahaha) that he had been seeing someone else, and wanted to know if he could see us both... and anyone else he wanted. Call me old fashioned, but I prefer being 1 out of 1 girlfriends, not 1 out of 2+ girlfriends. Is that weird? Maybe. Maybe I'm not the modern woman I would like to call myself?
After that, I hit the road (technically, the skies), and went home to the East Coast. I did some reader's theatre at my friend's Mom's school with K-4th grade. That was a blast. I also had ample opportunity to catch up with friends and family. I had some great quality time with my niece. Then... it was back to Chicago to continue the ever frustrating job search.
Not long after that, I was asked to head BACK home to help out with some family stuff, which I did for two weeks, and I was back in Chicago for about 20 hours to unpack, do laundry, and re-pack, and hit the road (literally this time) with my friend. We were off to Nebraska to start the two-week prep for her wedding. So that was two weeks of wedding craft projects, getting to know her family, etc.
Now... I'm back. It looked like I had FINALLY landed a job, but it fell through, which was a huge disappointment on multiple levels. So... here I am. One friend married, and no longer living near me, another packing up in less than a week and moving to D.C., no job, and no dating prospects on the horizon... and 6 months shy of my 30th birthday. A tough pill to swallow. I can't help but feel (maybe this is survival mode speaking) that there has to be more. Things HAVE to get better. I guess I need to keep going to the gym (which is hard when you are feeling down), attempting to focus on myself and create a healthier life for myself, and continue the job search until someone bites, and gives me a chance.
Grr. Boo. Hiss. Frustration is starting to rear it's ugly head in the form of sadness. I'm trying to stave that off because that's a slippery slope for sure. So... good goddamn gravy, Batman! Things need to start looking up!
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