This week has been one of the better weeks I have had the last few months. My biorhythms must be on the upswing. And, it couldn't have happened at a better time. I was getting pretty tired of the axiom about being darkest just before dawn. And that light at the end of the tunnel? The train was tootin' its horn telling me to get off those tracks.
I had been really upset about the lack of progress in the job search arena. I was determined not to cry, but my frustration was really growing. I found it hard to get out of bed, and all I wanted was junk food to nosh on. That's wrong in so many ways.
The final straw was getting three unexpected bills that were a collective $300. Not a lot under normal times, but a WHOLE bunch when you are jobless. I had gone to every employment/temp agency, and was applying to everything that the paper and Monster posted. And I was getting absolutely no calls. I spent my day doing puzzles and watching crime shows. And eating. If you read my Face Book post the other day, I commented on Blue Bell's Red Velvet Cake Ice Cream and how darn good it was. What I didn't say was that I found out how good it was very quickly. I ate a whole half gallon in two and a half days. I was VERY naughty!
But things started to slowly turn around. I had gotten a notice that my now annual colonoscopy was due, so I went ahead and scheduled it. The next day I got a call for a 3 day job. I took it, eager to have a little extra money. And the day the job ended, I drank that horrid clean out stuff you have to drink. It did the job and helped me lose the extra weight I had gained. It looked really good on the scale, even though I knew a lot would come back after I started eating.
I only had one polyp this time, and not the numerous ones I had last year. Good news! The procedure was painless, and no problems afterwards.
So, getting determined, this week I peppered the employment agencies with calls. One called me regularly. I went on an interview for a job I didn't get but really wanted, but now I realize God had a plan that he was about to share with me.
Wednesday was pivotal. I got numerous calls, and set up 2 interviews for Thursday. I drove across town for a 9AM interview with the city's solid waste department. It was only temporary, but would give me about a thousand bucks. I told them that I did have another interview that afternoon for a full time position, but that I needed to have some immediate income. They wanted a decision that day, and for the new hiree to start on Friday.
I went home feeling pretty good about that interview, and I was looking forward to the next one. At 11:30, the phone rings. It was my representative from the temp agency, telling me the city wanted me for the position. I explained what was going on, and promised to call her right after my next interview in a couple of hours.
Around noon, the phone rings again. It was a different agency. They wanted me to interview for yet another full time position. I explained again what was going on, and she said she would set something up for Friday.
Feeling pretty good by now, I was almost laughing when the phone rang again about 10 minutes later. The second agency was calling me back; the owner was coming into town from Robstown, and wanted to interview me that day. Apparently the agency told him that he needed to talk to me before I got "snatched up" by somebody else.
At 1:30 I went to the interview for a company I had applied for through the newspaper. Immediately upon walking through the door, I knew I wanted to work there. So after a very successful few minutes of talking, I told them that the city was pressing for an answer on their temporary job, and that the owner of the other business was coming into town just to interview me.
They asked if I could put them off for a few hours...
They like me. They really like me! Now I know how Sally Field felt when she won the Oscar!
I went over to a friend's house waiting for the 3rd interview. My phone rang at 2:25. The company wanted to hire me, and for more money than was originally discussed. I WAS ON A ROLL!!!!
Of course, I said no...
Just kidding! I couldn't accept fast enough! I called the temp agency to tell them that I was now employed, and to tell the city I wasn't coming in tomorrow. I called the other agency in hopes they could catch the Robstown guy before he drove all the way over.
And then I proceeded to tell everybody I could think of that I had a job!
My friends even took me out to eat and celebrate. It was sooooo good to be wanted!
Today is my 3 year anniversary of repairing the aneurysm that almost killed me. Twice! I was so lucky then, and I feel even luckier now. You forget that part when you are down. I thanked the Lord so many times already, I could almost hear Him saying "alright, already.... I got it!"
I celebrated my anniversary and my new job by going to Macy's. WITH COUPONS. I bought things. It was fun and totally guiltless. I told my friend I executed a total blitzkrieg on the store. I don't think the grin left my face.
And the best part? When I got home, still another employment agency called me regarding a position.
Yessiree, it is nice to be wanted.
