Failure.

I have decided that my temporary sabbatical from life is coming to an end. It is about that time to get back into Corporate America. I never thought, I would actually miss it, but I did and continue to do so. I enjoy wearing the suit, sitting around the conference table, making deals, accomplish a goal or task, traveling to three different cities in two days, and impressing those ahead of me. The joy of being successful, and getting the recognition or acknowledgment of my success puts a smile on my face. I know it is silly, but I enjoy being the person that people say, "oh I hear Aspen coming, get to work." It all brings a smile to my face.

So, I was recently offered a new job, which I GLADY accepted. The money was good, the challenges were great, and the opportunity for advancement is definitely there. All positives! Well, to start, I needed to pass a background check, credit check, and a drug test. I passed the background check and credit check with flying colors, but I got word yesterday that I didn't pass the drug test. I had a terrible migraine almost three weeks ago and one of my favorite people gave me a Lortab to help with the pain. I didn't even think about it when I went to take my drug test. They called and asked for my doctor's prescription for the Lortab. Of course, I don't have one, so now it looks like I am a druggie!

I am by far one of the cleanest drug free people I know. I am still in shock that I failed the test. The company did say something about sending me to drug counseling and re-test in a month, so I am waiting to here what they would like me to do, but honestly, drug counseling for one pill? CRAZY!

I also had the pleasure of calling my parents and telling them that I failed my test. I feel as though, I totally let them down. It amazes me that I still feel incredibly bad about disappointing my parents. I thought with age, that feeling would go away, but oh no! It is more prevalent than ever! They took it rather well, but I know deep down, they are disappointed. I am disappointed in myself. My father enlightened me that, this kind of thing happens all the time in his business...but I am not everyone! That made me feel a little better, but still I am not a happy camper.