It’s Friday once again. The days flew by so fast and I haven’t done anything significant so far. I had two interviews that I will not write (one edited, one to co-write) and requests for interviews that got rejected or ignored. Some are still suspended in animation.

My friend from a competitor told me she’s going to endorse my application I sent in April to be one of their global editors. I have completely forgotten about that one and honestly, I’m ok if I don’t get it. If I would get higher or same pay for the same flexibility that I have right now, then I would go for it. I’m frustrated with my company and with my manager but the flexibility that I have now still outweighs those negative factors.

Earlier this year I suffered from burnout and anxiety got the better of me. I scrambled to get away but all I ended up with was the realization that going into PR was something very difficult for me. I’m stuck with this ghost writing gig that I have because I can’t have my own voice. It has been 20 years since I’ve written a PR. I’m mentally struggling with it but I have to swallow the bitter pill and unlearn all the things I learned as an independent journalist.

After I fetched Twin A from her school break volleyball training at 11 am, I had my liquid handwash pumps refilled at this store. I am reusing the containers from the mass market products I’ve purchased from supermarkets to buy more eco-friendly options. Bought 3.6 liters of liquid handwash and that was equivalent to 7 plastic containers that would have gone straight to the landfill. I still have a gallon or so (out of the total 6 gal) of the dishwashing liquid that I bought six months ago (or more). That kept me from consuming and discarding several plastic bottles of dishwashing liquid.

Finally found a home service masseuse. Yey!

My girls are with their dad so I have the house to myself. No need to cook! Wohooo!

Whelp. I have a job interview on Monday. With the competitor.