I just submitted my first resume and cover letter to a school in Boston!
I was practically shaking.
So we toasted to my successful professional career. . .
. . . with a very elegant Fluffahnuttah. Which has become an apartment tradition.
Only the best, you know.
The first of many applications. Unless, of course, they call me tomorrow and say, "You're the candidate of our dreams. Don't you dare apply anywhere else!"
Which would be nice, cause I've had quite a few fails this week that could use some making up for.
We have three sicks and three hold outs in our apartment right now.
Guess which category I belong too.
Does anyone else notice how many spelling and grammar mistakes I make? And then sometimes notice later and usually ignore....