Have you ever felt so close to major progress that it frustrates you to no end when it doesn’t work out?
For me, it happens every time. I recently heard about SAP’s Autism at Work Initiative. I figured, “Great! This is just what I needed!” Only, things are moving so slow, I wonder if I’ll even get my foot in the door.
I’m still looking at other opportunities for employment, but so far, nothing solid has cropped up. I define “solid” as any opportunity that I have been contacted back about. So far, nada. Not so much as an interview.
It doesn’t always refer to my professional career, either. In my personal life, things are moving slowly, too. So slow, I’m pretty sure I’ll be single for the next while.
Even in the event that somebody says, “Sure! Let’s meet up!” it still doesn’t guarantee that anything will ever come of it. I’ve known that for the past eight years straight.
So how does one vent these frustrations? I’m still working on an answer for that for myself.
In the meantime, I’ve had so much time on my hands, I don’t know what to do with it all. My friends all work, so hanging out isn’t always an option. Some of my friends hold more than one job at a time. (You’d think they could learn to share. :P)
Meanwhile, I’m driving myself nuts just trying to find something constructive to do with my mass abundance of free time.
I figure sooner or later this has to end, so that’s something that’s still keeping me sane right now.
frustrations news, I submitted a screenplay to a screenwriting contest five months ago, and I still won’t know how I did until September at the very earliest.
Sometimes, you just have to wonder, “When will it be my turn for progress?” Sometimes, you may not like the answer. Other times, you might. Right now, I feel so close to the answer, that I’m almost afraid to face it when it does come.
I hope all of you are having more fun this summer than I am, right now.
At least I still have that M.A. to fall back on, right? Right?