You know the song, right, with the crazy music in the background and Beyonce dancing around in the black leotard. If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it.
It's stuck in my head today.
That, and the (often repeated at just the wrong time) phrase "God doesn't close a door without opening a window." At least cracks it open.
And the Desiderata, all of it.
All is well. I'm actually pretty happy about how things are going. It's the tumble down rush month of May coming fast. I take my middle school mathematics test tomorrow--not as romantic as the art test, perhaps, but certainly easier for me. Girl scout events, wedding showers, end of the year art projects for teachers and students. Learning which kind of dental grade alginate I should purchase. Gardening. Persevering. A lot of persevering.
To sum up: I didn't get the job I thought I wanted. And in not getting it, suddenly there are several other opportunities, maybes, and long views I can take and pursue. People coming out of the woodwork to try to support my efforts. I'm blessed to be married to someone who knows how to earn money, and to be surrounded by so many people who, for reasons that sometimes cannot be explained since they are all far nicer than I am, seem to like me fine.