I’m working on patience this week—in a major way. I’m ready to know what I’m doing next with work, start deciding where I’m going to live, start living life in a more predictable, planned out way. Because that’s how I like life—planned out ahead of time, no surprises, everything under control.
Last Friday I had an interview for a job I really want, and now I’m working on patience. All weekend I told myself, “I’ll bet they’ll call me on Monday.” No call Monday. So then I waited on Tuesday. No call Tuesday. So then I waited on Wednesday. Guess what? No. Call. Wednesday. Imagine that!
But I have to stop waiting for their call because it’s driving me bonkers. I want to put everything else on hold until I find out if I got this job or not. I just need to start pretending like they’re never going to call me, so I can relax a little each day instead of checking my phone every half hour to make sure I didn’t somehow miss the call.
And part of pretending like they’re not going to call me is actually finishing the process for collecting unemployment and searching for more positions to apply for. Part of accepting that they’re not going to call until they’re darn well ready is realizing that I may not be moving to Salem anytime soon, and that I may even get recalled to the school district in the meantime. Part of practicing patience this week is just starting to let life be whatever it is going to be right now without having to control every moment of every day. Sometimes life is just going to do what it wants to do, and I just have to hang on for the ride.
Part of being realistic about how my life is going right now is realizing that I might get a call any day now letting me know that they are not hiring me, and that I still have to look for a job.
