Waiting for a single piece of good news

Hi everyone,

That job fell through, as they ended up filling in internally. I had been strung along for six days, and had bought three suit jackets. In the meantime, I had told other recruitment agents that I wouldn't be available for awhile. Great.

Colin is still here, and Sara and Nik said that they won't talk to him until after the two-week mark, which is Friday. Our electricity and gas bill was ginormous for last month, I can only imagine what the next one will be like. Kiwis must have different practices when it comes to guests than Americans do, I don't know.

I just got a phone call from Sara's boss, somewhat accusing me of not doing what she asked last week. I was hired to set up the mail merge, and I did it, and was told that everything was fine. Now I'm being called and second guessed? I just don't understand.

I think I've hit bottom (once again). I want to stay in New Zealand, but gosh, things HAVE to get better. I have to figure out a way to keep myself occupied and satisfied, since getting a job hasn't exactly worked out.

I think the following situation is a metaphor for my last month or so: Rory bought a X-Box 360 last week, something he had wanted to do for as long as I've known him. He has one night on the new telly, and its awesome. We go to bed, and Colin decided to watch some television about 11 pm. Nik had failed to tell him about the faulty power switch, and how we should only use the remote. Colin switched the telly off, never to be able to turn it on again. The X-Box hasn't been used since.

Love,
Amy