It’s been a long, hard and, often, demoralising process.
Some of you have been on this journey with me, listening (rather, reading) to my rants and rages over the disappointment in being overlooked for roles. I have felt, and appreciated, your support in those times when I’ve heard the word ‘NO’ in its many forms and subtexts. The knock backs from employers threatened to tear me down, break my spirit and leave a festering wound in an otherwise cheery disposition. It’s hard to remain resolute when life chucks its crap.
Happily, I can confirm that the dismay over rejections is faded, lost its sting, thanks to basking in the sunshiney brightness of being THE CHOSEN ONE. At noon this afternoon I attended an interview and I am the successful applicant. Yes, I have a job. I will start in my new place of work this coming Monday.
Let the extravaganza commence! Bring on the bells and whistles. Let’s clink glasses as we toast good times. It feels good.
Thanks, blogging friends, for being there.