... when you are unemployed. But, it's Friday, again. At least today I have something to look forward to out of my house. Tonight I start my first game on a new soccer team Randall and I have joined. He played a first game last week, which honestly, I didn't even want him playing. But after I saw him playing and saw that they were in need of girls, I decided I better just join then have to watch him have all that fun without me every week. I only didn't want him to do it because A.) He is already on a Tuesday night soccer team B.) Mondays and Tuesdays are his EMT classes and C.) Thursdays and Fridays are almost always busy for him trying to get all the things done he couldn't do the other nights of the week, therefore leaving a lot more alone time for me to go quietly insane in my unemployment blur of a life.
I am excited for tonight though. I even got new cleats a couple days ago and finally, hopefully, my feet won't be DYING after a game for once. I have had my old cleats since 7th or 8th grade. They have never felt "good" on my feet. They have hard soft-ground spikes and are like a size and a half too small. On the happy side of things, they are the perfect size for Weston's sister Keri who doesn't have any cleats at the moment so yeah... good times. Hopefully when I write on here next I will have good news, writing of our 2-0 record!
I cannot, however, say the same for my job search. My favorite of the 4 interviews I have done called me yesterday to tell me that they had gone with another girl. They said it was between me and her and they ended up choosing her after discussing it. I wonder why she got the job and I didn't. It must be because I didn't fully explain my previous job duties and knowledge enough. I would have been a PERFECT fit for that position they were creating... I had just done the exact thing with my previous company. I will be better prepared at my next interview with more viewing material of my skills, so that they cannot forget me, like it seems that these employers have done. I, unfortunately, seem to be either their first interview, or one of their first, and I think that's what has been killing my luck, too. I've got to fight harder!
Tomorrow is me and Randall's anniversary! We still don't know exactly what we will be doing. Maybe the Renaissance Festival, maybe camping, maybe just dinner and a day of dates? I don't know. Either way, this has been a most interesting and extremely learning-filled last four years. It's like I'm the same person I was then, I just have experienced so much just in these couple years that helps mold my view of existence into of what it is now. It's like, I should be so happy right now, and I would totally be, it's just this job thing that is killing me. I know we will have a good time tomorrow, whatever we will be doing, because we will be doing it together. There is never a dull moment in the vortex that Randall and I create when we're together. Easily sucked into hours of seemingly meaningless conversations and debates and flirting and play fighting and laughing and just being... together.
I love you Randall James Brooks III!!
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