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So today was one of those kind of days; I don't really know what makes a day one of those kind kind, but you know--those kind, the kind everybody goes home from work and complains about. Now, I don't want this to turn into Bitchfest 2010, so I'll do my best to keep it as far away from that as possible.
It was one of those kind of days for no reason in particular. The students were a little crazier than usual, but what should I expect when you lock 92 eighth graders up all day long and ask them to participate in guided discussions about The Outsiders, build bridges, and do math problems? There were a few students that drove me up the wall, but nothing out of the norm.
What I think really made this day one of those kind of days was when my fiance told me that he was posting for more jobs. I should be thinking, "Yay! More jobs! Then we won't be poor come August!" However, he's worked at State Farm in the claims department part-time for about 4 years now. The company paid to put him through school, so we were fairly confident that, come his graduation last December, he would get a full-time position fairly quickly. Now, it's the middle of February and after applying for three jobs in the company, he only got one interview, but no jobs. *Sad face. I know that you maybe it's a little wishful thinking, but I like to fantasize.
But, in spite of that little voice in the back of my head screaming at me to start freaking out, I am doing my best to maintain a positive attitude about the situation. There are people in much worse situations than we are. I mean, I should just be thankful that both fiance and I are/will-soon-be college graduates with part-time jobs. Some people don't even have that. Plus, I've applied for two jobs and gotten two interviews, so I must look good on paper; I haven't heard back about those jobs yet, but it's only been a week. And, since I am an anal planner and future-seer: yes, it is driving me crazy to just let fate take its rocky and somewhat unsure course, but maybe the unknown won't be so bad.
Heck, since I'm being all optimistic, maybe the future holds me marrying Johnny Depp, swimming with sharks off the coast of South Africa, and winning American Idol. Hey, it doesn't hurt to dream.
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