An open door isn't always the right path.

Firstly, I apologize for my blogging hiatus. No excuses, but to make you jealous, I had a rad camping trip for Memorial Day Weekend so I spent a large majority getting ready for the trip and getting stressed out about getting ready for the trip.

GOOD NEWS. I'm back and bloggy again ;)


Today is a two part blog. First I'm going to whine. Then I'm going to get over it. Ready, go.


WHINER ALERT:

I got the job I was interviewing for (YAY!). 

I turned it down (NOOOOOO!). 

This was a hard decision to make and it involved a whole lot of whining and a crying pity party on my way home from work that day. The position, since a few of you have asked me lately, was with Wilco, a farm and agricultural supply store, as the lead cashier. The company is fantastic and I really enjoyed the interview since I could see how passionate the committee was about their company. When it came down to it, I would have been taking a significant pay decrease by accepting the position, which was something I was NOT expecting. Despite the initial objections I had, I was really really sad to turn down a job that I know I would have enjoyed. Let me clarify, a job I would have enjoyed 5,000 times more than my current position.

Even though I was offered the position, I felt defeated that this opportunity wasn't my escape from a job that does nothing to stimulate my mental potential. I got wrapped up in an "I'm never going to get out of here" mindset and the pity party was pretty pathetic. It took some good friends and a super great boyfriend a few hours to wake me up into the real world and remind me about the ga-jillion possibilities that are still out there.

Like I've said before, it's easy to give up hope, especially when you are trying so hard to change a situation. It's easy to give up hope when your coworkers/supervisors are mean. It's easy to give up hope when you're being treated like crud. But like my dad always says, "Shake it off cowgirl!"

TIME TO GET OVER IT:

What did I do when I found out the job didn't make the cut?! I went to the gym, Zumba'd my heart out, and I applied to about 7 more jobs that next day.

I made a promise to myself that I was not going to let myself get down in the dumps. I wasn't going to take that as a sign that I'm going to be stuck here forever. This was a direct divine message, telling me that however great it would be to get out of where I'm at now, it's not the door I'm intended to open.

Until then, it's time to make my current job teach me something. It's time to give myself something to do, other than blog of course.

I know this blog wasn't exactly pertaining to everyone's lives but if you take anything out of this post, make it this:

Not all offers are meant to be taken. It takes faith and courage to hold yourself to high standards.

Be strong, friends. Make your life worth it.