Last weekend was one tumultuous event after the next. Monday was the final blow and I honestly didn’t know how to get myself back up. I still don’t know how it happened. But it did.
Thank you to all of you who wrote with concern about my last post. That post was extremely emotional and I really was feeling so far down I didn't know how I was ever going to get back up again. It must have been all the prayers, because I'm standing. I’m back in the fight.
I got a call from my brother Shawn about some graphic work for Assemble Communications the day after my last post. I was still pretty emotional and to be honest, I think that’s the main thing that saved me. I was forced to get out of the “moment” and focus on a conference call with him and two of his employees. It’s a big project, one that will take me 2 weeks to a month just for the initial phase. Later I spoke to one of my brother Brian’s friends about doing some graphic work for his company as well. Also my brother has a client that needs some basic stuff done. I should be able to keep busy.
I’ve hit a dry spell for finding places to apply to. It looks like the school districts have all stopped posting positions since they’ve already hired the staff for the year. I went to the Aflac interview and realized it was basically a sales pitch. I’d have to spend 450.00 and wait a month to start working there in commission based sales. Not my cup of tea. I found out Wednesday I didn’t get the job I interviewed for Monday.
I’m a bit discouraged. I’m trying to hold my head up. I know God has a plan. He’s been with me this long. He’s taken care of worse things in my life. I am just not sure what I need to be learning from all of this turmoil. My insecurities are taking a beating. Rejection is the essense of the battle.
So tomorrow is my birthday BBQ. It looks like it will be a full house, 30 or more. I’m looking forward to it. I hope to take a bunch of pictures. And I will post at least some of the best.
Today I cleaned the entire house, I’m dead tired but my mind is going a million miles an hour. I drove down to my friend Nancy’s place in Perris, CA. for a Partylite show. She’s becoming a consultant and this was her starter show. I spent more then I should have but I know how it goes, I used to be a consultant for Partylite. I have also decided to have a book party since a lot of my friends are done with the parties but like the product. And well I’m going to have 30 + people at my place tomorrow, my friend Rachel pointed out the benefit of showing the catalogs to all of them.
I am so glad to have been given the strength to get through my last fight. It was serious. It was overwhelming. I have only felt that low a couple times in my life and it’s NOT fun. Thank you Lord for being there with me, or as the famous Footsteps in the Sand poem goes, You were carrying me through and that’s how I am still in this fight.
Well its after midnight, I should be sleeping, but I have a pile of papers on my bed that I need to go through before I can go to sleep. Goodnight.
posted by Charity at 9/02/2006 12:13:00 AM 
