No bones about it. Today was bad.

I went to meet with this guy- it wasn’t an interview or anything, it was just an opportunity for him to meet me and to talk about some possibilities. Let me give you the Reader’s Digest of the meeting- which lasted about 10 minutes:

There are none.

I wanted to cry so bad right there, on the spot. I just wanted to break down! I had to do my butt squeeze technique I told another Nestie about- by the way- it totally worked.

There won’t be any positions that are a good fit for me (marketing/PR) until September or so, and there’s no guarantee that they’ll say, “Hey. I remember Brittny! Let’s call her!”

So, what do we do? Do we stay here and wait it out? Go home?  Lots of questions to ponder in the days ahead.

It was just a bad day. Then we got more bad house information dumped on us.

I want to go back home to the simplicity of oklahoma!

Sorry for my huge vent. I want to go on and on and on, but there is no good in that because I can’t change what is going on around me. I just have to look at the possibilities that are in front of me. Unfortunately that’s not looking too great.

My mom has been driving Will crazy- and I think she know this. He’s been trying to avoid her as much as he can- which is rather difficult in a small apartment. Anyway, she knew something was up. I think she thought I was upset for some reason and not Will, so she ended up coming home with this beautiful green velvet blazer from Zara that I had been eyeing but couldn’t affford. Okay, so that’s not the best way to communicate “I know you’re upset, can we talk about it?” but after my bad day, it really cheered me up and I could have cared less. I’m such a sucker. I totally took the bait.

There are about 5 other things I want to write about regarding my horrible, awful, no good, very bad day… but I actually have a funny story that happened today- and I really am trying to stay positive so I’ll quit my crying around on this post and tell you about the laugh I got instead.

So today Will and I got home and were just lying on the bed and holding eachother. I was totally enjoying the moment. I needed it.

My mom and sister decided to go to this store up the road, and my dad was still at work. I’ll fess up. I was totally thinking, “Alone with my hot husband at last.“

He shot up from the bed and asked, “Are they gone?“ just like a teenager that is about to get into trouble with his girlfriend as soon as they leave (since we’ve been living with my parents, thats how I feel sometimes!)

I got a little devilish smile thinking, “Wow, he’s really anxious.“

I told him I thought so, and he said he would go check. He goes out and checks. “Finally!“

So I’m really looking forward to alone time with Will, and as I’m getting ready for him to come back in the room, I see him walk right by and go to the back.

What is he doing?

I wait.

Still nothing.

Finally he comes back with this yummy ice cream cone he had bought that afternoon and didn’t want anyone to steal!!!!!

I just totally laughed to myself. Wow. Talk about being replaced.

So, I had this George Kastanza (or however you spell it) moment from Seinfeld when he wanted to eat more than he wanted to make love.

We had two very different thoughts racing through our minds as we heard the door close I guess!

It was pretty funny and we had a good laugh, which I definitely needed after my long day.

Well, I am actually alone with Will again for a little while longer so I am going to seize this moment and enjoy being with him.

Have a good day and thanks for letting me vent.