Friday, August 15, 2014

Rambly Friday

This week just slipped away.

Wednesday I spent 6 1/2 hours testing and interviewing for a job at a call center.  This was the first interview I've had basically ever.  It was crazy stressful.  When I got home I burst into tears and curled up on the couch.  Terrified that they would offer me a job -- I had made it to the final interview -- and that I would have to make a decision about working there.

They called me yesterday morning and told me they didn't have a place for me but I should definitely apply again in six months.

I was relieved and quite put out all at the same time.  The nerve of them not wanting me.  The relief that I didn't have to feel obligated to take the job just because they offered it to me and it has great benefits.

That was Wednesday.

Yesterday, after being rejected by the unwanted job, my iPhone decided to die a slow, excruciating, time sucking death.  I spent the day driving to the AT&T store and the Apple store and talking to Apple Care.  In total I made four trips to the mall yesterday and spent about two hours on the phone with Apple Care.

I ended up with a new phone but it was a complete loss of any work time.

Finally today I have no where to go until 3:00 and I can get some work done.  I'm hoping this calms my anxiety a bit.

I"ve been wanting to write about anxiety because mine is at such an all time high and managing it is a priority.  A priority which I don't seem to be meeting.

Today I'm just hoping to check things off the list and get a little more focused and actually accomplish something.


Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

Man, anything job or interview related is just stressful without the rest of life interfering. You need a long bath and a bottle of wine. Or a massage. Or something peace-inducing.

smalltownme said...

Job interviews make me cry.

Good luck to you and I hope things go better.

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

You are amazing on all your kitchen stuff. I don't see myself there in a million years--but that may because my hubs is the whiz kind with that stuff.

Anxiety is a bitch. I don't have much of it, but I am married to someone who does. Meds help and Dialectical Behavioral Therapy was a godsend we didn't know we needed.