I had kind of a depressing afternoon yesterday. The new guy asked me how the interview went and I had to make up some cover story. I wasn't about to tell him what really happened. Regardless, I got depressed afterward. I didn't want any reminders of last Wednesday, still hurts that I let this great opportunity slip through my grasp. I felt depressed the rest of the day and buried myself in blogging. I really don't feel like rehashing the whole thing with anyone. I thought about avoiding the PLB Business Center but I really can't hide out forever. Right now, I just want some alone time. One sign of moving on is I started applying for a job yesterday at the Getty Museum. It's a long-term, part-time research associate position. What exactly they mean by long-term is anybody's guess. I'll finish up the application today and maybe look elsewhere. That's a good thing. It means I'm letting go of the hurt. I still feel un-social, however,when I'm ready I'll reinsert myself.
Mom has been quite insistent about inviting Sis and her family over for a get together. With two children away for part of the summer, the mess will be slightly more manageable. I've learned to grudgingly tolerate these "family" meals as a way to deal with the imposition on my day. I would rather just avoid the whole thing. These events are usually tentative because something else inevitably comes up and the plans fall through or change. So I just take it as it comes. I think that's the best way to deal with the whole annoying situation. Besides, maybe I can score a make up run out of it. Hey, I like to look pretty and why shouldn't I get something out of it. Hopefully the bf will be able to come so at least I can have someone "normal" to talk to. We'll see if this happens.
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