Sometimes the littlest things in life are the hardest to take. You can sit on a mountain more comfortably than on a tack.

Today, I received more disappointing news. I read my e-mail before I left for work today and this is what I read:

Dear Rebecca:

Thank you for submitting your resume and expressing your interest in the current WorkPlace FSC opening 57571BR at ***. At this time, we have decided to move forward with other candidates.

Your professional growth is important. That’s why we hope you will continue to look for other opportunities that fit you life at www.***.com.

Again, Rebecca, we thank you very much for your interest in joining *** and wish you all the best in your future endeavors.

Sincerely,
Human Resources
***

My heart sank once again. Two disappointments back to back. If I would have checked my e-mail last night maybe I could have had one day of pitty. But hey, why not draw out the disappointment another day.

I helped out another branch today and found out that the Office Manager of this branch got the WorkPlace FSC position. I couldn’t be upset with her. Afterall, it wasn’t her fault that they had picked her and she’s super nice, so how could anyone ever be upset with her?!?! We took some time to vent to each other about the flaws of the financial system and that made things a little better.

I came home tonight and Derrick and I discussed our troubles, difficulties, and stresses at work. I made a new recipe, pizza pancakes. They tasted okay, but not something I am going to make a habit of cooking all the time. They weren’t Derrick’s favorite. Seth had some Broccoli and Carrots. He’s cutting more teeth and has been such a cranky butt. But at least he’s got teeth! But pretty soon he’ll have enough to chew his food instead of dissolving it and then swallowing, like he does with Cheerios.

We took a drive to try to melt our cares about work away. The first five minutes of the drive I cried, and I explained to Derrick that I felt like such a failure. I’ve been trying to work my way into a management position for almost a year. I think I set too high of expectations for myself and then when I don’t make it, I let myself down and feel like a failure. Anyway, I did end up forgetting about my problems and enjoyed the ride, although the country was entirely flat and kind of monotonous.

When I got home, I gave Seth a bath and put him to bed. It’s been nice, all I have to do is set him in his crib and he goes to bed on his own! I don’t care if he plays a little before he goes to bed, but at least he’s in bed and it can give mommy and daddy a little alone time, before we both hit the sack. Speaking of which, I need to get to bed. Here’s to hoping tomorrow is a MUCH better day.


What’s right is what’s left after you do everything wrong.-Robin Williams