Feeling A Little Blue

It's been a rough weekend for me. While I had allot on my plate so to speak to get done. None of it was particularly complicated. Then I got a phone call, a phone call accusing me of something I would never do. A phone call that accused me of something that would ruin my whole life and career. Something that would take out my plan A career, plan B career, and plan C career. Needless to say I was not appreciative. The think about those kinds of accusations is it paralyses you. Suddenly you can't function. Now I can not do the tasks for which I have been assigned for fear that they will call me this awful thing again and ruin my life.

To make matters worse I'm house sitting for my father 6hrs from my home and I finally, and when I mean finally I mean a year and a half of finally, get a call back on my resume for an interview. Can I come in Monday? Uh...I can come in Wednesday? The guy who called clearly wasn't the interview person he was just the guy making the call to line them up on Sunday or Monday. So now I have to follow up in hot pursuit. Goodie.

My positive attitude is totally in the tank. I'm finding that I have allot of deep emotions that I haven't addressed and need to. And on that note, and in the interest of being open about my journey, I'm going to spend some of the time I have left pre-op looking for a quality therapist.

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