I'm feeling this selfie pretty much says it all.
So I'm getting old.
Still beats the alternative.
I woke up today after a teary eyed self pity party last night with my daughter.
Number one: Getting older and finding a new job is a slap to your self confidence at the age of fifty six plus.
Number two: I can take a slap and then some. Been there, done that and can do it again.
Number three:You gotta get out there to get slapped...then simply just slap back.
We headed out today...again. Hit several restaurants with my resume and went back to more than a few just to let them know I was checking back.
Seems everything is done online today, even checking back.
Hello? I'm a human being you can actually see and speak with.
No takers, but that's okay too.
I got a phone call today from my former manager at Ecco before leaving on my non seeing anyone in person job hunt.
He hadn't realized I had not been transferred as originally planned. He's looking into it for me but not putting too much faith in that. What's done is done.
What I need to put faith in ...is myself.
It may (obviously) take me a while but will "Get'er Done" come hell or high water.
Life is a crap shoot.
I could drop dead while typing this very sentence.
... Guess I didn't so life will go on.
I am willing away all the negative and striving, hoping for the positive. That's all a person can and should do.
I have people who love me. I have people who believe in me... and believe me, don't want to let them down. Because ... I am a good person and good things happen to good people.
I was once a little girl at Harris Street School, with a horrible hair cut. I was raised by excellent parents learning what is right and what is wrong.
I am right...and is what will get me through this latest debacle of my journey.
I may not be beautiful but am a beautiful person.
Til next time... down to ninety pounds COTTON
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