RejectionPosted: November 9, 2010
OK. It’s been a month since I submitted my application for Director of Science at The Nature Conservancy so it was no surprise, but today’s rejection still hurt. When I watched the woman who held the position previously give a talk at the zoo I saw the person I want to be in 10 years. Her enthusiasm, intelligence, poise and her impact on conservation. I rarely have that feeling about other people but it’s how I navigate life- casting little spider silks onto people who inspire me and slowly hauling myself toward their place in the world. Now I feel like my little silks missed their target and sailed off into a void. I don’t know whether I’ll ever get to where she is.
In other news, the Goobernator is on a breast-feeding strike. I’ll spare you details, but it’s sad and confusing.
On a more positive note: The Whiz helped me get the boy to bed and then we watched The Office in our own bed whiled it rained outside. Our bed is in a cozy little alcove that faces the Cascades. It’s the best place in the world at the end of these short dark cold wet November days.