I received a letter stating that I did
not make it into the summer class (the job was to be a 911 operator for
the Department of Public Safety
in my county) but was on
the eligibility list for 2010 if they had another class.
I cannot even begin to express my
disappointment. I really believed that this was supposed to happen. I
mean, I have every reason to be proud. Almost 1000 people applied for
18 positions. And the “waiting list” only has 13 people on it, myself
included, so I suppose that all hope is not lost. I just really wanted
this job. Not for the money, nor the benefits, but it was a genuine
opportunity to help others and to make some kind of a difference.
So I am kind of mopey right now. No job,
lose my Great-Aunt, the Flyers" rel="wikipedia" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philadel... ( I watched the game, but am not a huge Flyers
fan...ssshhhhhhhh....that will get me threat" rel="wikipedia" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death_th...
around here) lose the Stanley Cup, its
cold and rainy, I didn't sleep much at all last night and now I am not
sure if I will be able to go to the funeral in Buffalo.
The hits just keep coming. I need to get out of this funk, and all I want to
do is curl up on the couch with the kids and watch Nick Jr. all day.
Maybe I should just have some coffee and suck it up.......
I did make Jamie's pulled pork and it was
completely delish! I liked it so much, that is what I had for
breakfast this morning at what ever ungodly hour it was, 4 something AM.
I also took my blog off of Networked
Blogs on Facebook.
I just really don't want every single person that I have "friend-ed" to
read my blog. I mean, I have close to 500 "friends".... yeah, that is A
LOT! I would rather my blog be for people who can appreciate what my
life is really like....mothers, mothers to multiples, mothers to twins,
infertility warriors, intensive-care unit" rel="wikipedia" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/...
moms and the like..... ya know?
Maybe it's just me......
Time to get the Twinkies up.....and off
to Grandma's house. I don't think rattling around here all day is going
to do anything for my mood.....