Nora, I'm so sorry.
Everything seems to be okay in Jilli-and-Plei Land, and thank you for asking.
(Yesterday and today have been Not Fun Days in Jilli-Land, but it does look like I'm still employed. Have to go back for additional mammograms, work deadlines are crazy, and I'm going in for a dental procedure tomorrow, but I'm still employed. As far as I know.)
t I'm not closing the whiny tag
Sneeza of Sneezdonia has "Single Ladies (Put a Ring on It)" as his ringer. It is the least manly ringer I have ever heard. And one of the more annoying.
Jilli, how's the book promotion thing going?
Ugh Jilli. I think mammograms deserve a special whiny tag.
I'm sorry, Nora. That's really very tough. Very disheartening.
I can tell you that I've failed in my life. I've been fired. I've been found lacking. It's hard not to let it burn at your ego, but it's not the measure of you.
So let the tears come if they need to, and have a strong drink and find your personal mantra (whether it's "Chin up" or "Fuck this Shit! - whatever works.)
But know that your friends love you, and support you. That we find nothing lacking in our Nora.
p.s. Let Tom make the calls!
Book promotion is going awesome.
But I spoke too soon about being employed. Just got the call.
But I spoke too soon about being employed. Just got the call.
Fuck!
I choose to believe that the book promotion though will just be the beginning of Jilli getting paid to be Jilli full time (as is right and proper).
Oh, no, Jilli.
Today is a crap day, huh?