It WAS going good..

It WAS going good..and now, not so much.

It wasn’t until I was running out the door to yoga last night that I noticed there is a hole in the butt of my FAVORITE lulus. Ok, it’s not a hole YET, but its super worn to the point where it looks like I have something somewhat flesh colored on my butt. Combine that with all the bending over in class and we’ve got ourselves a problem. I am super sad about it because I just can’t afford another pair.

poor

Then, this morning I got a call saying that I DIDN’T get the job that I had spent the last 3 months interviewing for. Talk about total let down. I shouldn’t get into specifics, but after a solid 20 minutes of anger and sadness, I spent a good chunk of time revising my resume and searching for other job postings. They say it’s not what you know but WHO you know. So does that mean it was a bad idea to get my Masters and move to a country where I can count on one hand the number of people I really know? (hint: it’s just Tyler). I just don’t understand why someone like me is so unlucky in this part of my life. I fell into a job in Boston out of necessity (re: Rent is HIGH and a jobs a job) and now my experience, coupled with my ongoing education, is just undesirable for a large, booming city.

And it’s raining. Again.

And I have been awake since 2:30AM

And, I am putting Winesday Wednesday on hold. It’s been somewhat of a slump, and I just can’t get myself motivated lately to fill up the post with additional drink-related things.

Probably because my computer is on the fritz.

And so is my car.

All I really want is to hang out with my girlfriends. But they live all over the country. And not this country. The one below me.

I’m just let down. It’s odd because I am still eating pretty healthy, working out, and even yoga helps me ‘check out’ for a couple hours, but I still seem to be climbing this steep hill to get to something–and I’m not even sure I know what it is yet. I am happy–I have a great guy and two stupid silly dogs, but I crave things in my life to just make me feel normal again. I miss having a bit of independence (i.e.: my own money), socializing, and disconnecting from routine tasks like laundry, meal prep, laundry, laundry, laundry…

I honestly don’t really know where I’m going with this and I don’t know how to properly word exactly what it is I’m feeling, but I’m hoping maybe a few of you understand.

Also, do you know how expensive it is to board 2 dogs for 10 nights? I don’t even want to tell you how many numbers are in front of the decimal.

On a good note…..I FINALLY HEARD A FART IN YOGA LAST NIGHT.

Leave me a comment. Maybe something funny? Great, thanks.

14 thoughts on “It WAS going good..

  1. The first time I heard a fart was actually in a sunstone (hot) yoga class…it was hilarious and a great distraction from all the seriousness going on. Hopefully things turn up soon with the job search…sometimes things like that end up being a blessing in disguise. I was laid off from a gig a few years back and I thought I would never work in my field again…ended up thinking about starting a job as a teacher (teaching what?? who knows) but ended up finding something a few months later, and now I’ve been at my current position for about 4 years doing what I’ve always wanted to do. Just keep looking and stay persistent, I know you’ll find something soon! Enjoy this time w/ wedding planning and such, that is so exciting and I hope one day to be making wedding plans with the boyfriend who is taking his sweet time to propose. 😉

  2. I think you’re feelings are totally normal and we all go through rough times, heck, I’ve been in a stupid funk for a month+ now and it’s getting old, reallll fast. I can only imagine that it makes it a million times harder being so far away from family and friends and not having a job… BUT at least you have a wonderful finace and 2 stupid dogs:) At least you’re not by yourself! Hang in there… it will turn around, as hard as it is to believe, it will. I just taped this quote to the back of my phone for a reminder to be happy:
    “No one is happy who doesn’t think himself happy, so without a ‘heart to be contented,’ a person can’t be happy”. Corny, I know, but it helps!

    • thanks, I am trying to stay optimistic, and most of the time I am happy, but you know that missing piece….I’m guessing it’s probably work. I need that 8 hours of each day to be occupied with business so that I can more enjoy what I have at home!!

  3. This happened to my Lulu pants! Take them to store and ask if they do repairs. The store I went to says they don’t but if the pants are less than 5 years old they will either gift you a gift card and refund you the full cost of the pants or replace your pants on the spot!

  4. One time when I was teaching in Waltham, in between songs (think: music NOT on) a woman farted each and every time she jumped out on her jumping jacks. No lie. It was amazing.

    On a serious note, I’m sorry you are in this funk. Thinking of you!

  5. Sorry to hear about the job. So frustrating. What’s your background? I’ll brainstorm and try to think of anyone I know that is hiring.

    Ohhh noooo! Not a hole in the lulus! I should really examine mine and make sure I don’t have any holes that I haven’t noticed. That would be awkward.

    I did a pilates class a few years ago where the instructor farted. She then proceeded to tell us how normal it is to fart while exercising. It was awkward.

    Yah part of the reason I don’t want to get a dog is for the boarding expense. Holy shit! It probably costs more than daycare for my kid!

    • I have my Bachelors in business and MBA with certificate in marketing. I would ultimately love a job in marketing, but I have experience in finance (AP/AR/credit) as it was the only thing I could get in the states after I graduated.

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