a less good day

It’s a bit of a less good day today.  But I did take a photograph for the first time in a long time.  Appropriately, I think this photograph feels like today should feel.
I pass this little Japanese maple on my street on the way to work every day.  Lately, in the incessant rain, the tree has been dotted with a thousand little droplets of rain that catch the 7 am light in this gorgeous pearly way.  I wanted to capture that – all the little drops together – but this is what came out instead.

I got another job rejection today.  It wasn’t a big deal or anything I was especially invested in.  But it seemed like a really good possibility.  And I couldn’t help thinking that this could be the one.  This could make it all better.  I know I shouldn’t get my hopes up; it’s too hard to be crushed over and over.  I just can’t help it.  I want the bad part to be over so, so badly.

Suffice it to say, I didn’t really like getting that news.  Especially since it came after I had only had the screening phone call with the HR lady that I thought had gone pretty well.  A phone call that my friend Laura agreed with me was an easy experience was was only in place to confirm that “you have a pulse.”

So there’s that.  And it’s Wednesday and it feels like there are still years to go before I don’t have to sit here and wait for someone who needs me to tell them that the thing they’re looking?  That thing they can’t find any mention of on our website?  Yeah.  It’s not there cause we don’t do it.  But let me know if I can answer any other questions at all.  Happy to help.  Byeeeee.

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