I went to bed at 9:00pm last night. How old am I again? I slept for 9 solid hours. I still feel like I am fighting off the beginnings of a cold. I keep chanting: I WILL not get sick. I will NOT get sick. I will not get SICK. Do you think that will work?
It figures that I would have the day off and not feel good. Isn’t that always how it goes? Today is supposed to be a fun day, not a day of laying low to fight off a cold. Hey immune system? You’ve got one hell of a sense of humor.
I was hoping I would wake up gloriously refreshed and with a sparkling, sunshiney attitude. I can no longer afford to wallow in my discontent. I don’t have time! Tomorrow I need to be ON because I have an interview.
Yes, an interview.
Remember when I told you about the internal position at the agency I work for? Well, I applied and they are interviewing me tomorrow. Don’t get too excited- they are interviewing lots of people for the position. While it might work in my favor that I have two years working in that department at the agency, it also might end up being a deterrent. What if they think I’m better suited for the role I have been playing? What if they can’t see what I am capable of? What if someone from the outside comes in and wows the pants off them? What if . . .
The only thing I can control in this situation is how I present myself. So today, along with lots of rest, I plan to give myself numerous internal pep talks. Feel free to chime in because I can really use all the pep I can get.