Here's hoping it works itself out

For the last couple of days, my tummy feels like I’ve been riding a nonstop roller coaster at high speeds. Before heading home for the day on Wednesday, we learned our fate and job stability or lack thereof. The partnership voted to dissolve and the intention is to provide payment until May 9 with the bank’s approval.

Once I returned from Las Vegas and saying my vows, I have been conducting a comprehensive job search. When I stopped to think about it yesterday morning, I’ve been seriously searching for a job for almost a year nonstop. Let me tell you it sucks! Even more so when you landed what you thought was the first stepping stone on the career path you have wanted for over five years.

There have been a few positives and those have been balanced out with the not so positives. I had what I believed was a killer interview a few weeks ago with a firm I’d very much enjoy working for. They called my references and even secured the background check that all employers now feels necessary on Tuesday. Not having heard from them with a sweet job offer, I touched base Wednesday afternoon. (I wanted to ensure I gave them ample time to approach me.) I learned they were finishing up final interviews and would be in touch later this week or early next.

Well, it’s Friday around 4:30 pm and my phone has yet to ring. To say I’m a basket case would be a major understatement. I have never found myself in a situation where I may be without a job and not have something new to head to. Since I was 14 years old, I worked at least 20 hours a week. During college, I worked two jobs – one full time and one part time. I have always worked and to now find I might be unemployed through no fault of my own I have a wave of emotion rolling through me. I’m pissed, scared, disappointed, etc.

The Thinker continues to reassure me that we’ll be just fine. I don’t doubt we will. I just worry about me because right now I don’t feel like I will be.