The Sun Shines

For the past week or so, I've been fighting a pretty big case of depression. Things have been so scary - I'm worried about Biggs, who can't seem to keep anything down lately, I'm worried about money, I'm worried about not working. Honestly, folks, I've had so much time in my head that it's making me a little crazy.

I feel badly for my friends. I cried to my boy on Tuesday and I've been kinda sullen and withdrawn with my other friends. If I haven't seemed that way to you, it's because I've been using an almost superheroic Herculean strength to fake cheer.

Today Wade called, and she let me worry on her shoulder for a while. We decided to look at some job postings together, and she found one for me in human resources. I initially thought that it wouldn't be a good fit for me, but after some more depressing wanderings that surround online job-posting listings, I finally decided to submit my resume. What could it hurt? Besides, I have to keep trying, even though each resume I submit makes the whole search seem that much more pointless.

I got an email response from the company's senior recruiting, asking if I specialized in employment law. No, I replied. Well, not like that. I actually wrote, "I studied a more general course of the law, which included familiarity with the principles of employment law, including negotiations, compliance with statutes, and contract law." She wrote back, asking for a phone interview.

So, everyone, keep your fingers crossed for me. I have the phone interview next Tuesday at 2. If you need me this weekend, I'll be researching employment law and employee relation issues. If you've got any tips, please comment. I really think this could be good.

Also, Wade, like I said on your answering machine, I do owe you an open-mouthed kiss for this. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Also, B., thank you again for helping me draft my responses and for your unwavering love and support.