just one of them days

So I am having one of those low self-esteem days. We all have 'em (though mine seem to be more frequent these days) and they are usually for silly reasons.

Here are my excuses.

Just had an interview with the Gannett recruiter... I wasn't exactly the star reporter I meant to be. Questions like "What separates you from other candidates?"
and "What is the role of a journalist?" always mess me up. When I am not feeling like the sharpest knife in the drawer, it's hard to talk up my stellar qualities. I am not even sure today why someone should hire me over one of my colleagues. And I am not confident that my best skills and attributes come across in a 20-minute chat.

Congress is out of session, but we are still reporting.... Considering I cover Capitol Hill, what, pray tell, are you writing about, you may ask. Good question. This week and last - not much of anything. I am digging around for studies, trends, unusual happenings. Then I try to see if anyone in West or North Alabama cares. I am convinced my editor thinks I am a slacker or not enterprising enough and that eats away at the competitive part of me. Boredom breeds more boredom, and slow days make me lazy, restless, anxious, and all-too-pensive.

I have no where to live and no job come Aug. 31. That keeps me up at night.

I just got my hair cut and I look something like a brunette Annie Lennox. No kidding.

Just covered a panel discussion on the housing boom. Riiight. The only reason I understood half of what they were talking about was because I had the lovely pleasure of covering real estate for the Prague Post. Surprisingly some of the same concepts came up, and perhaps not surprisingly, the folks today could have been speaking in Czech and I would have understood just as much.