Maybe tomorrow...

..I'll hear that BBE and I have landed our apartment. Or maybe we'll hear that we just missed our chance again, after losing the most flipping amazing apartment we had ever seen last weekend.

Maybe tomorrow I'll get the full time offer from my temp gig, and the offer will be decent money, and I'll have a permanent job with benefits again after nearly 5 months of being in limbo. Or maybe I'll get a call to reschedule the interview that was canceled last week. (The job I mentioned in my last post did not materialize. Eff you, huge investment bank. Eff you and your stupid big shot VP who played with his Blackberry the whole time. It's not my fault that your more important candidate ended up in Chile instead of Peru, and if it was really all that critical, then you should have just rescheduled.) Or maybe nothing will change on that front.

It's just so frustrating to be so close to having things right again, but it's still out of reach. We're really so close to everything working out...I'm tired of trying to get there. I need to be there and be done with that so I can move on to other things.

Maybe things will be better tomorrow, but they most likely won't be. That's the only thing I'm pretty much sure of at this point.

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