It's a long drive to a dead end

I drove to Raleigh last week to interview for a job with the state. I thought it went pretty well. I had the experience required to do the job. I answered all the questions and provided writing samples. Today, it looks like I won't be asked back for a second interview. The agency was going to wrap up initial interviews Monday morning and make a decision on finalists immediately after that. Looks like I didn't make the cut.

When I told my wife that, she said she wasn't sorry. She wants me to get a job, but not one that involves two hours of commuting each day. I wasn't looking forward to the commuting, either, but I was willing to do it in order to get a job, especially a fairly stable and lucrative one with the state.

So today I am back to Square One: No job prospects on the horizon and an increasing sense of frustration and futility. There is little comfort in the knowledge that I am not alone.