I have been applying for jobs out the wazoo...I feel like I have applications, cover letters, and resumes coming out of my ears. I even have started dreaming about these jobs (had a dream I got an offer one night...wasn't happy when I woke up). It is so incredibly frustrating to have applied for 60 jobs (not kidding, at all, not even a little bit, 60 my friends) and have had 1 interview.
1.
Uno.
Dit (that's Burmese).
1 stinkin' interview.
What am I doing wrong on all of these applications?! If these schools think I'd be a terrible teacher, I wish they'd just tell me already so I can change the plan for my life and find a new career if that's what I'm going to have to do. Ugh. If this were a tweet, I'd throw in a hashtag...actually, I will... #sofrustrated!
Dear God, I am sorry that I am even remotely doubting You and Your abilities to give me the perfect job You have planned for me. Thanks for loving me despite my ginormous amount of doubt and being frustrated with You for making me wait so much. Dear Bug That Bit Me Today, You hurt me dude! And you left me a giant welp on my arm. Rude. Dear Distance, You suck and make me not happy. I don't like you. We are not friends...at all. Dear Zach, I miss you. This week doesn't seem to be starting much better than last week did for us :( I don't like not getting to see you. I'm excited to see you this coming weekend, but sad because it really won't be that much. I'm just not me without you around. I'm a much more grouchy person who is not quite as pleasant to be around (just ask anyone who spends a whole lot of time around me, I'm sure they'll agree). I just want it to work out so we don't have to fight this stupid distance thing for a long time, and I'm afraid it's not going to happen that way and that makes me even grouchier (is that a word?). So, I'm sorry. I love you and miss you and can't wait to see you in 5 more days. Thanks for loving me all the time!
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