Happier New Year

I have been having a relatively good start to the new year... I kept finding really good parking spots all day yesterday as I was running errands. I lost a few pounds already this year (ok, so maybe it was the few pounds I put on by eating all the holiday garbage that people brought in over the past few weeks). The Wii Fit told me that I have a Wii Fit age of 24. I had a REALLY great meeting on Wednesday of last week (ok fine, that was technically last year, but has 2010 ramifications) that could potentially have an impact on my career. I feel more positive in general.

Oh and I'm getting married this year.

But aside from all that, I had a slight revelation today - regarding something that I thought was bad at the time.

Two years ago in December, my grandmother died. At that time I was still looking for a "real job" while working at Fedex Kinko's. I had scheduled a few interviews for one day, only to have to try to cancel them later when Granny's funeral was scheduled for the same day. I attempted to contact the first interviewer multiple times (and even had a friend try to to help me) to no avail. So I sent her an email explaining that I couldn't make it because of a death in the family, but would love to reschedule. It was a good 2 or 3 weeks later when they contacted me to reschedule. I went in for what felt like a complete pity interview (they had already hired one person), and of course did not get the job.

The company was one that a classmate of mine had started with after our 2007 graduation. I recently reconnected with this classmate through LinkedIn only to learn that he had lost his position (economy) and had bounced around to a few other jobs before becoming a full-time job seeker as of October. So I guess I have my Granny to thank for "screwing things up" and helping me to not get that job, because I am pretty sure, I would be gainfully unemployed had I received an offer (assuming a last in-first out theory).

And the second interview, well I couldn't reschedule that one at all. And it was in the afternoon, well after we left the morning funeral, so I went. But that's a story for another time.