For the last few years, holiday weekends have been among my most
stressful, as I combed through job postings, believing that I'd find something perfect and gettable, but knowing full well that no
employer would actually look at anything during a three day period full
of sun and barbecue.
When I woke this morning to an inbox that included my normal job site
emails, I was filled with relief as I quickly deleted them. For, at this
moment in time, I know that when the sun and barbecue are over, I have
somewhere to go. I know that my week won't depend on resumes sent or
networking accomplished or bills I'm struggling to pay. (Okay, the bills don't go away. But you get the idea). I know that instead of being wound tight about
one fewer day of applying, I can be relaxed about one fewer day of
every member of my family running somewhere. Perhaps I can even take a moment to remember what the holiday weekend is about. None of this was really possible these last few years.
It's funny how perspective can change when you least expect it. Knowing
that, I think I'll enjoy a little sun, a little barbecue (well, maybe
not, in the city), and get ready to go back to work.
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