Out of hundreds of job rejection emails I've gotten, my favorite are the ones claiming they "changed the criteria for the position and are no-longer accepting applications".
I respect the creative approach to "you're not good enough".
I spent 3 hours cleaning and organizing the garage today. It's nice to accomplish something.
I'm so tired.
I went to visit my dad after his surgery today. On top of the anxiety of getting up there, parking, and finding my way to his room, I had the brain chaos of listening to my dad praise the surgeon while blaring fox news that was airing a tirade against science.
Another 50ish applications sent out today. All but a dozen or so were for exactly what I've done for 10 years. And those dozen were still in the same ballpark with plenty of skill overlap.
Of a very difficult year, the last few weeks have been intense. I'm feeling wrecked, emotionally and physically. I'm trying my best and nothing is working out and I'm just not sure what I should do.
I've applied to almost 100 jobs in the past few weeks. A few were long shots, but the majority have been exactly what I've been doing for the last 10 years.
The rejections with "your skills don't match our needs" are so disheartening. I've done literally every single thing in the job description.
But, like, in the best possible way
I am not emotionally strong enough for chapter 28 of Nona the Ninth but goddamn is it such a good piece of writing.
I cleaned the pantry out today, tossing out things that were expired or had just been sitting there for too long.
The pantry is still as full and messy as it was before.
As much as I love the Hoopla app for being free and part of the library, I wish it played audio books without so many glitches.
The gloomies are settling in, so I'm going to reread the Locked Tomb series. It's a good comfort read.
Every time I rewatch Fury Road I find a new detail. Today I noticed "McFeasting".
We need more of this story. Not just prequels. I want to see the rest of world, not just Australia. That's how you build a franchise. Expand the narrative, show more characters, tell more stories, explore the world.
Moxie: Daddy, tell me about "multions"
Me: I don't know what those are
Moxie: scary bugs
Me: I don't know much about bugs
Moxie: oh. I guess you only know about Pokémon and me.
And she was up at 4:30 today...
I'm re-reading the Blue Ant trilogy and the detail that is the most fictional is the consistent notes about checking email and having (1) no emails and (2) having an empty inbox.
Neon Trails is back tonight! The crew has accepted a salvage job in an abandoned prison nothing bad can happen, right? @identeco.bsky.social
I figured out what actually happened, but I don't want to explain it so you can enjoy the mystery
I did not leave it there!
I checked the mail and my hat was in the mailbox.
My hat. Was in. The mailbox.
I was already feeling lousy today and then the littlest thing that doesn't matter and is totally fine happened and it threw me into a spiral of feeling overwhelmed and unregulated.
So I'm eating a bunch of bread.
I accidentally watched one of those "lifestyle" videos on instagram that's about ultra clean, ultra organized kitchens and now the algorithm keeps showing me them and I hate it.
Even though I don't feel like it, I accomplished a lot this week. I applied for a few dozen jobs and I started the long-overdue chore of organizing our cupboards/closets.
But I still don't have my hat and I am saddened. I will probably never find a hat that good again.
False advertising. Sheesh.
I bet that bath inspection is tempting
Nope. Totally my fault. My poor head will be so cold.
It's such a great hat! I've had it forever. It's very cozy. It usually turns up after I misplace it, but this time it seems really gone.
It's been hard for me to remember to interact with social media and find motivation to do it. L
But here's an important update: I've once again lost my favorite hat.
New cyber time, same cyber station.
It's just the worst
The rapid weather change is messing with my allergies, which makes me feel like there's irritating things all over me, which is also setting off my sensory issues.
And I also can't focus enough to accomplish much of anything.
Start boiling water before you start prep work.
I cannot seem to remember this.
