Being sad es no bueno

I'm sad. I am. Sad is exactly how to describe me today. Here's the nutshell version of my day:

• I spent 8 hours apartment hunting with S and saw one place we liked.
  
• Said place is way the hell out in Brooklyn and the train line it's on doesn't run express after 8PM or at all on weekends. We'd be an hour outside Manhattan. No go. Back to square one.
  
• The man was offered a fantastic job today.
  
• Said job is in Miami. It pays very well, it's work that he loves, with an agency that will open doors for him for years to come, he can transfer to the NYC office in about 8 months. He's taking it.
  
• We'll be apart another 8 months... at least.
  
• Apartment search has been revised for just the girls & me.
  
• I've gotten no calls about any of the resumes I've sent in the past month.
  

I just want to catch a break. I want to get to the point where things are going well, truly well, and the floor doesn't give way below me.