Mrs. Smith, please accept this wonderful, yet challenging job experience where I think you will be a perfect fit - said no one ever . or at least not to me, in the last month. It's all I ask. I don't want to job hunt anymore. I know there is more I could be doing and I've only submitted a handful of applications and it has really only been a collective one week of searching. BUT there has to be companies (credible) somewhere in this town that I don't know about that want to hand me a job offer, I just know it, but they don't... yet Hating this makes me hate myself, so I'm going to take a break for a little while and have nothing to do with my resume or cover letter. ...knocking down doors... I could always go back to being a bank teller *death*
It's really just beginning: Sometimes, even as ordinary as it seems, I need to share it. To get it all out there. It drives Mr Smith nuts that I share my life. But I do. And this is it. We aren't perfect, but I love Mr Smith and this blog is dedicated to our life together. It's so I can remember. It's so our children may know."