I apologize for not blogging about this yesterday, but I was still pretty upset about it, so I was trying to write a light-hearted post hoping that it would rub off on me. I didn't get the job in Duluth. It seemed like a good fit for me, but I clearly wasn't a good fit for them. I tried not to get my hopes up about any one particular job, but I failed at this one and it came back to haunt me. I am a little more accepting of it now. It is probably for the better. THE job is out there waiting for me. I have had three phone interviews with Jacksonville University. Maybe that is THE job. It would be nice living near my family. Not to mention, its in a location where I can hone my surfing skills (or lack thereof). All of the people I have talked to seem really nice, so maybe it will work out, but I'm trying not to get my hopes up. More than anything, I'm frustrated with applying, interviewing, and being rejected. Its such a long, strenuous process and I don't really want to deal with it much longer.

And my brother's health situation hasn't had much good news recently. I'm not sure if I blogged about it before, but he suffered a collapsed lung in April and again on the Fourth of July. As a result, he was referred to a thoracic physician last week to discuss treatment options. The physician said that he thought Alexander (my brother) may have under-developed lungs. That would be determined by a CT scan. If that was the case, he could get my brother in for surgery this week. My brother had the CT scan, only for their to be another setback. He did have under-developed lungs, but he has a shadow in the one lung which he suspects is trauma from my brother having the chest tube in. Now, he can't do the surgery for a month as he needs the shadow to go away. My brother has to go back to college in a month, so the physician said he could wait until he returned for winter break, but neither my brother or my parents want him to risk having another collapsed lung. Also, until my brother has the surgery, he can't do any lifting or fly. It sounds like he is probably just going to take some online classes at the local community college, so he can go through with the surgery in Gainesville in a month. I talked to my mom last night about how he was doing. Physically, he is doing fine, but he's mentally stressed by the whole situation. He had prepared himself to have surgery this week and now he's not having it for a month. And he's scared that it might happen again before he can have the surgery. Even if he had never planned on having the surgery this week, a month is a long time to wait for surgery. Its a long time to sit there and think and worry about it. I freak out about going to the doctor and waiting that week or two to see the doctor. I can't imagine waiting for something more serious for much longer.

It seems I'll have a good week followed by a bad week. If that's the case, it should start turning around here soon.