:sigh:

I'm feeling particularly discouraged and displeased with much of the world today. This, despite a fabulous and really upbeat interview on Tuesday, and a reasonable enough interview this morning (though I'm not jazzed about today's and I'd really like to work for the company I spoke with on Tuesday). I think it's because I haven't heard from the Tuesday company and I'd indicated that were I to have a follow-up interview, tomorrow would be the best day. I've heard absolutely nothing, which I find disheartening. This also despite the fact that my other enterprise is going pretty well, though I am learning about how to do the order of things with the yarn, and I'll end up frustrated having done what I did today. I suppose it didn't help that I heard from one of the placement companies where I have my resume and, once again, it was for sales rather than customer service. I'd applied for a screening position, which is how the position would start, but this particular company intends for any incoming hire to get her/his life and health license within three months- and they'll reimburse some of that cost. So, in other words, they want you to be trained in not long to become a qualified life and health insurance salesperson. When asked if I was still interested, I said no, but to please keep me in mind for other things. Being in this state of mind is often a dangerous place for me, but thankfully I haven't been thinking very often about making a poor choice for myself. Instead I 'treated' myself to some Fritos and cheese. Instead of my usual comfort-food bowlful, plus heaps of sour cream, I had exactly 1½ servings and not nearly as much cheese as I usually do. And I have no sour cream, so that was easy. evannichols also isn't having a particularly wonderful day, so I'm not about to call and complain to him. Or I wasn't while he was at work. We'll talk tonight. It's for the best that I just sit with myself and get used to experiencing uncomfortable feelings; that's going to be a part of the rest of my life if I continue down a path without my former 'mood stabilizer.' For now, I get to have a low-grade whine here on DW/LJ. At least there's strawberries. And Diet Coke.