I'm So Sick of This

I'm so sick of this.

Two - TWO - rejection letters in one day. Two less than an hour apart.  "It's not quite what we're looking for," says the editor at one, and "we wish you luck," says the other.  Yeah. Thanks for playing. Good bye and  Good luck.  Can we still be friends? 

All told I still have an acceptance ratio for the past 12 months of 31.82 %. If I were a baseball player, that would be a fairly decent batting average.


But  still, I'm so sick of this.

Perhaps I'm oversensitive.  Perhaps I'm just anxious about a couple of big projects in the next couple of weeks. I'm speaking at a theology conference in Ohio, and I'm intimidated by some of the other speakers, and by some of those who I know will be attending.  Who am I to be speaking? but I am.

And I did recently audition for a part in the local theatre group's production of the one act musical - The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee - and I did get a part, a big part. I could be excited about that, right?  right. But I'm nervous, now.  Almost wishing I hadn't.

I'm nervous and anxious and pent up and frustrated and excited and irritated all at the same time.  So sick of this.

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