So, I didn’t get the job. I was given the news Friday morning. My husband’s boss told me that I interviewed perfectly–almost too perfectly, as in my answers were exactly what he was looking for–and that I was the first choice. Unfortunately, personnel refused to let the requirements they posted on the job go, despite the fact they were not what he had wanted. So, they had to go with the other applicant. Go figure on that one, just more bureaucratic bullshit. Needless to say, I wasn’t happy, even though I put on a good face for the rest of the day and toiled through.
I’m not usually one to get my hopes up, but this job could have opened so many doors that it’s hard to ignore now. As I told my husband, it’s like having a small toy and knowing nothing else exists and being perfectly content. Then, something bigger and better is brought along, waved in your face, put within your grasp, and then promptly taken away to be given to someone else. Sure, you still have your small toy and it’s nice, but now you know there are better things out there. I’m feeling pretty useless and pathetic right now. I had my one person pity party on Friday, but I’m still a little beat down by it all. The woman has no adequate training for this particular job and is probably going to screw it up, because she doesn’t even know what it entails. How many folks can still reliably use MS DOS? Not many–I can. Anyway, even if she does mess up, the job still can’t go to me.
It doesn’t help that his led to one of the biggest fights my husband and I have ever had. There’s no need for details, I’ll read this and always remember what happened. It’s been building up for awhile now and it’s just one of those things you have to deal with when you are total opposites. People who claim we are “so much alike” are clinically fucking retarded… we’re not. Not at all. Similar interests does not equate similar personalities, sorry. For us, it’s sometimes a constant struggle, much like trying to build a bridge over the freaking Grand Canyon.
We’re not the type to fight long term, though. We duke it out over whatever and get over it. There is none of this days, weeks, months or whatever of passive-aggressive cat and mouse games. I don’t play that shit, I’d go freaking crazy. I’m sure my husband would easily slip into that, but not me, no way. I was the instigator, upset and completely frustrated, so I can’t blame it on him. It was one of those fights that kind of has to happen, because you feel better afterward and certain things are suddenly clear. There’s still a long way to go on that front, but it’s a start… again.
I’m lucky to have my husband and thankful for him, too, but we both agreed when I said, “if we weren’t together, you still wouldn’t be married.” I didn’t mean it the way it sounds, it was more of, ‘look how much I put up with’ and he agreed. There’s no one in the world who’d be able to deal with him, his own mother doesn’t even get him. I may be difficult and stunted in some ways… but my husband is a special, special case of interpersonal relationship challenged.
In other news, my husband surprised me and actually planned something for our anniversary… well, kind of. It isn’t necessarily “planned” yet so much as a thought. We’ll see if he actually manages to go through with it, he still hasn’t even made his damn yearly check-up and I refuse to do it. It’s adult time, I pick up too much of his slack. Anyway, he wanted to schedule a dolphin encounter for me while we’re in Key West at the Dolphin Research Center. I’m glad he came out and told me now, as I need a new bathing suit. I only bikinis and given that I’m rather stacked, they won’t hold up against any heavy lifting like being with a playful dolphin.
We searched everywhere for tankinis or a one piece swimsuit that doesn’t look like it’s maternity or for older women.
I used to love Calvin Klein, just not the price tag!
No such luck, go figure on that one. I turned my search online and found one, but they were out of my size in the tankini top. Then, I went to Zappos and searched… and found this wonderful little thing, priced at $100… ouch! The tankini was even more. Thankfully, it went on sale for $78, matching the price of anything else we’d get online with rush shipping. Zappos does free overnight, so that’s pretty sweet!
The size I had to order frightens me a little, though, and I’ll feel better once it’s here and I can try it on. I’m hoping it fits. I would have preferred something non-designer… but you take what you can get. One pieces seem to all look granny unless they’ve got some kind of name or label associated to them! Besides, this one is pretty enough I’d wear it over some of my other bathing suits.
Anyway, husband is home today, it’s a state holiday and he intended to work, but was sleepy when he got up so he stayed home. Time to get off my butt, check in on him, and get some cleaning done… he cleaned the kitchen for me on Saturday (which was right before the big fight), but I still need to scrub the floors.
