February 14, 2014

If we were having margaritas tonight...




I'd tell you that I didn't get this job I really wanted.

I'd tell you that I'm pissed and a little sad.

I'd also tell you I won't wallow in self-pity for long because the job hunt is still on.

I'd talk about all the amazing people in my corner who are trying to help me find a great job.

I'd roll my eyes and tell you how much I hate Valentine's Day.

I'd complain about this winter being really rough.

I'd tell you that I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired.

Tired of mucus. Tired of phlegm. Tired of coughing.

Then I'd ask you to pass me a tissue.

I'd tell you that I desperately need a spray tan and a pedicure. Because really, it's February.. Who doesn't?

I'd tell you that I bought several goodies on sale at Ulta yesterday.

I'd tell you that I am SO GLAD it's the weekend.





TGIF!

8 comments:

Kelly @ turned UP to ELEVEN! said...

AMEN! And sending good vibes your way for a better job!!!

Jennifer Domaszewicz said...

If we lived closer, we'd be besties.

Stephanie said...

Aw sorry about the job :( Man, now I really want margaritas...

Cece said...

Hope you get the job you want and feel better soon. Like you said, at least it's the weekend. That's always something to smile about

Bekah McDuffie said...

I'm a little late but MARGS!!!

Christina said...

That really sucks about the job and I'm sorry you're down in the dumps. I've been feeling crappy too, mentally and physically. I think I need a pedi and a margarita!

Karen M. Peterson said...

I'm so sorry about the job. But you're one step closer to something even more awesome.

Feel better! Stop being sick.

Peace Love Applesauce- Terri said...

YAY for seeing me this weekend.. and surviving my driving!!