I got mad at YaYa this morning, and then felt so horrible for my bad behavior. He’s got a mind of his own, and his thoughts don’t always lead him to logical decisions in clothing choices, or other trivial things. We were running about 30 minutes late, but so what. It really doesn’t matter. And yet, I let him know that I was frustrated, only to have to spend the extra 5 minutes wiping his tears, hugging him, and telling him that I was sorry and that I *really* loved him A LOT.
I’m stressed out. I have another phone interview today and another one tomorrow. I’ve never been good at selling myself so the interview process is difficult. And do you know the *real* reason why I was running late? It was because I had spent extra time putting on make up and styling my hair. For the interview you know. The PHONE interview. It’s stupid. They can’t even see me, but it makes me feel better about myself.
A run would also make me feel better about myself. Everyone here at work, is wondering when the announcement regarding the status of upper management positions will be made. It’s been decided, but the Friday update just said that the persons that were chosen to fill the positions would need to be notified before we all were to find out. It’s business as usual, but the usual decisions can’t quite be made without knowing if we are going to be around to see the process through. I went back and forth on if I would run another day in a row. IF I was in training, Monday would be a cross-training day, and I need to do something for my nerves.