Hey! It’s been a while. I think of writing often but life happens, right? So here’s an update. I GOT A JOB!!!! After months of searching, interviewing, and rejection, I was finally offered an interview for a job that I had decided was going to be the last place I looked. I went for the interview. I wasn’t nervous and the people were very nice. I got a tour of the facility and then the interview began. During the first five minutes of the interview, I had an aha moment. The interviewer told me she wouldn’t normally interview me because I was over-qualified. Immediately I felt several emotions. After all the rejection I had received the past several months I felt I wasn’t good enough. Now I’m feeling happy, upset, kind of mad, annoyed, a little proud, but also disgusted. I can’t even tell you how many places I applied, sent my resume, had interviews, even called in for second interviews. Rejection from everyone with no explanation other than “I’m sorry we’ve filled that position” and that was if I got an explanation at all. Not one time did the thought enter my mind that I was over-qualified. I knew that I was out of a job and I had to find something else. I’m very thankful to my new place of employment for giving me the opportunity to prove I wasn’t coming in to take over, for one, but that I’m genuine and just needed someone to give me a chance. Apparently, those that are deemed “over-qualified” can be the ones who come in and try to replace the manager, change all of the policies, and whatever else they believe they have the power to do. I’m unsure really because again the thought of being over-qualified never entered my mind. I only felt that I wasn’t good enough. Now I’m going to move on to other activities that have kept me busy and never use the words over-qualified again. I’ve used them in the previous paragraph enough to last me a lifetime and I don’t much care for those words.
Next is school. I am halfway done with my fourth course and I am having a blast. This course is college writing and I love to write. I have learned that some of my grammar was old school and now I’m getting an upgrade, so to say. Comma placement is different in a lot of cases. This one really confused me and made me question everything I learned in junior high. We won’t discuss how long ago that was. My college writing professor is awesome and so very helpful. Unlike the professor from my previous course, which shall remain unknown. She was tough and a bit rude. I made the lowest grades in her course but still finished with an A. So far my GPA is at 3.8. This is my goal GPA and I cannot let it fall. I would whine to my mom during the last course. She knew how unhappy I was and how pointless I felt the whole course was but she was great during the whole thing. Of course, my mom is the greatest of all mothers. I just needed to throw that out there for anyone who wondered or doubted.
School is going great and although I am having a blast in this course, my next course actually has everything to do with why I’m even going to school…Fundamentals of Psychology I. I AM SO EXCITED!!!! Once I graduate I will have a BA in Psychology and I can’t tell you how excited I am. My husband has told me that he believes I will eventually switch from Psychology and do something more in the medical field…EMT, nurse, etc. I love the medical field and I love helping others but psychology has a special place in my heart. I want to know why the brain processes different emotions the way it does and why some cope better with stress than others. I want to be an advocate for mental health awareness and I want to specialize in suicide prevention. It is very real and I want to make a difference.
Along with the new job and school, I still have my beautiful family and a home to take care of. I have a few paintings I need to finish before the first of December. The holidays are upon us and there is still much to do. Plus I want to blog more but honestly blogging isn’t at the top of my list. It’s something I do for fun. I can use it as an outlet or a journal. I can get creative and write a story. I can sit and pretend I’m talking to an old friend. Whatever may come from this mind to these fingertips is what you’ll see as the end result. Of course, I always hope you enjoy what you read here. Hopefully, it won’t be too long before I post another writing. Until then…tootles!