Emotions

Today is a bit hard for me to write about right now. I'm such a jumble of whoknowswhat that I'm having a hard time sorting things out. I'm sad. I'm disappointed. I'm hopeful. I'm happy. I'm expectant. I'm doubtful. I'm tired. I'm confident. . . I am confident. . . That's good. . . I'm back at my parents's now. I pursued two jobs today. I left one voice-mail message that hasn't gotten a response yet, and I sent one e-mail that got a computer-generated response indicating that the addressee would not be checking her email until the fourteenth. Damn. Both would be great opportunities for me, but I'm feeling so impatient right now. Don't these people know that the world revolves around me? Why aren't they sitting in their offices and waiting for me to contact them? Why aren't they coming to me and just handing me whatever job I want? . . Yeah. My impatience is irrational. A job search takes some time, and I've only been fully committed to mine for a short while now. But grrrr, how much longer is this going to take? Are we there yet?

I'm grateful for nieces and nephews (20).