I think I’m going to get my blogger license revoked if I don’t start posting more. Honestly, it’s been a rough couple of weeks and I just didn’t feel like going all “negative nancy” on my blogger peeps, so I’ve mostly stayed silent, waiting for the dark clouds to part.
Things at work continue to bother me immensely, I lost out on a job I thought I was a shoe-in for, and I’ve been too “on the go” lately, resulting in too little sleep and some annoying health issues. Not to mention my concern and worry for bfJim.
Today I interview for a promotion in another department of my agency. I’m pretty sure it’s a “courtesy interview” which, in state agencies, is what they do when they have someone they plan to hire but have to go through the paces of interviewing other people, regardless, to avoid any appearance of favoritism or nepotism. Either way, I’ll do my best to wow them and let the chips fall where they may. I’ve also applied for a variety of other jobs in the last week so hopefully, if I cast my net wide enough, I’ll snag something eventually. My husband was sweet enough to suggest I just quit my current job if I’m that unhappy, but I was raised to earn my keep and do my fair share and I just can’t lay the burden of our bills and expenses solely on Jeffrey’s shoulders.
After the interview, I’m heading back to CT to spend the weekend with Jim so his hubby can worry a little less while away in Ottawa for a work event. Jim is actually starting to show signs of improvement (yay), so we’re all a little relieved, but he still needs to get better than he is. (And thanks for all the well wishes, gang.) It’s hard being away from home two weekends in a row, but I’m glad I can be there for him/them. Anyone can be a friend when all is well and it’s all about parties, laughter and fun; but real friends are there when things go dark, to hold your hand and stick by you until the darkness fades. I’ve had too many friends who walked away when my life or health fell apart; I want to be a better friend, a better person, than that. Besides, Jim’s the only man in my life who makes a Cosmo as good, if not better, than I do, so my desire to help nurse him back to good health is slightly selfishly motivated. I just wish he didn’t think it was weird that I give him 9-10 sponge baths a day *giggle*
So there you have it. Be well, be kind, be sensitive, be safe and be yourself!
Peace, Love and Pride