I've had a rough couple of weeks.
No weight loss (although I'm smiling at my smaller pants size).
No job interviews but lots of job rejections.
I was put on a new medication for my rheumatoid arthritis that had me so off balance I apparently woke up in the middle of the night and was talking about suicide. (I have no memory of the late night conversation but my husband was so upset he begged me to call my doctor and sure enough - suicidal thoughts are a side effect - so I'm off that!)
And then there was that bbq which turned out ok but the lead up was stressful.
Not a good couple of weeks.
Then I got a call from the Unemployment Office to 'go over my recent job searches'. Well, I was in a program for starting your own business so I didn't have to do traditional job searches - just work towards building the business. So there was another thing that was stressing me - what if the case worker is a jerk and doesn't care - can they cut off my unemployment? What will happen then??
Well, the meeting was today and it was fantastic. The lady was super nice - never even asked me all the standard questions. We just - talked. Really talked. We talked about her family and mine. My husband and my feelings of guilt at being supported financially. We talked about me getting stiffed by 3 attorneys who didn't pay me for my work. She was kind and sympathetic, and here's a shocker, NOT just a bureaucrat. She actually came up with unique ways for me to make my business work. She gave me a business card out of her personal file of someone to contact who could give me some insight. And she listened to my fears and things that were making me depressed. I told her that I'd joined SP to help control my emotional eating and the support here has been amazing. Turns out she is also a member! (SP are everywhere!)
So I left this 1 hour meeting more hopeful than I've been in a month. I came straight home and fixed myself a healthy lunch and allowed myself a 160 calorie cheetos snack. Then I hopped on my bike and rode it for a solid 30 minutes like the devil himself was chasing me.
I planned out the rest of my week to get things done and finished. I pulled out the list of people I've been wanting to market myself to and am going to finish those brochures.
I'm jazzed and motivated and ready to succeed. Again! Who knew that a meeting that I was dreading was going to turn out to be the thing that gave me the kick in the pants I needed?
You know the Alexander Pope quote: Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
Time to stop being an angel and rush in. The path to success is out there - just sometimes we have to find it where we don't want to look.
Although I think that lady just might have been my guardian angel. And I don't want to disappoint her.