My grandparents (God rest their souls) used to tell me “In every storm cloud there is a silver lining.” After the week I’ve had, I’m searching for that silver lining today.
The new job my husband had been offered was unoffered. He had a breakdown in which he said he couldn’t live another year with his current job and I was the only thing in life keeping him going. As someone who battled my own depression for many years, hearing him say stuff like this scares me to death. We had a long, tear filled conversation about him getting someone to talk to on a regular basis about the way he’s feeling. He hasn’t committed to it though.
That same night, our dog Koufax had one of his night fits again and I was up past midnight before I could get him to go to sleep.
My boss at work then bit my face off and went off on a faculty member for not checking with her first before they sent out an assignment to the current class. I tried to take the blame for it to spare the faculty member, but no such luck. My boss is generally a nice lady, but her recent (over the past few months) outbursts are going to make me start looking for another job soon if they continue, and no one wants to hire a pregnant lady.
And the final topping on the bad week cake? In the six years that I’ve been in the photography business, I have my first unhappy bride. She is upset with the way her images turned out, which breaks my heart because I’m naturally a people pleaser. I’m trying to work with her to recrop a vast majority of the images so it’s more along the lines of what she had in mind, but she’ll always have that feeling of not liking her wedding photography. It makes me feel like I ruined her life.
I really hope the rest of this week gets better and the “when it rains, it pours” situations stop popping up.