Today was supposed to be the day where I find out if I will be propelled forward or be left behind. I was confident in my skills and I knew I would be able to respond and excel to the challenge, but after the talk, the nerves came back. That was expected really, and I tried very hard to not let the wait overwhelm me. It was not an easy thing to do, but I had just enough strength to more or less succeeded in doing just that.
In the end, I never got any of the news I was expecting. It did not feel good, but I did not let it sink me either. Things happen and it is what it is, and patience is a virtue and all that jazz. But no matter how many times I thought one or the other of those things one says to themselves, the sickening feeling was still there and would remain there until there would be a resolution, whether positive or negative. Time will tell, but it better tell quick!
Return back to Month Two here.