I am applying for a job. I have not worked for the past 1.5 years, and I miss it. Now don't get me wrong, I love being home with my babies but there is something about work that centers me. It is only a part time job, and the hours will allow for the hubs to be home so no daycare. But I am so nervous. What if I don't get it, make a horrible first impression, or worse yet get hired and fail. My overactive imagination it taking control and I am trying fervently to reign it in. I wrote my cover letter last night, am preparing my resume and have almost completed the application. Bonus points for buying a new interview outfit too!
Saturday I turned a quarter century. I am now officially closer to 30 than 20. My husband lovingly refers to me as the older woman, his cougar... we're a month apart. My very best girlfriend came and spent the weekend with me and it was fantastic. We didn't do much, but just having her here was so very awesome.
I am becoming more domesticated as the months go on. My house is clean now at least 95% of the time, which is a major improvement! Laundry is still the bane of my existence. I'm working on that. I have yet to sew anything impressive, baby steps.
Think human resources will judge me if I show up in harness boots?
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