I found out this afternoon that the PR firm that spoke with me twice and met with me in person twice ... wanted to go a different direction.
That was the sound of my forehead connecting with the desk. I think that makes it interview #6 that has gotten *close* but no freakin' cigar. I think that after 1.5 years of relentless pursuing, I'm a little bit DONE with rejection. I worry now, that my parents are going to be epically disappointed in me. It's almost 2 years post-grad, and I've made no progress. My brother is 21 and is being offered a position with Disney in their finance/accounting division. My parents paid for our educations ... and I feel like he's the one making them proud. But me? I got married to Drew. His career is going to take us all kinds of places, which really makes it tough for a career-oriented girl like me to really throw down some networks and roots. But dammit, Mom & Dad ... don't feel like you wasted your money putting me through college. I enjoyed learning. And I picked up a few skills along the way: I just haven't had a chance to put them to good use yet.
But you know what?
I hate my job as a waitress, but the money is decent and Drew makes enough supporting us both. My mother was a little incredulous and asked me if I was really planning on sitting at home and doing nothing.
I am absolutely choosing to be a little bit of a slacker.
Because thus far, all I've got is a lot of disappointment, and I've been a proactive, networking, enthusiastically determined little person.
I choose to cut out the disappointment. I choose a different path in life: the path I call contentment. No, I'm not where I thought I'd be. No, it's no necessarily making me 100% happy ... but I think I'm okay with it.
So, in the meantime: while on my quest for career-nirvana ... I choose to keep swimming.