Wine-Steins

You didn't read that wrong. I indeed said wine-stein. White Zin meet a stein...why? Because I feel like it. Same reason I like to listen to that ke$ha person in the truck when I am by myself on top volume. Whatever.

"Break" keeps moving forward and I keep trying to catch up--er, or just stay afloat? Not get too far behind? I don't know. I like things in grad school land during break--I fell removed, I can hear the gossip or the one-upping. Actually, now that I live in the basement of another building, I have no idea what is going on. When I am stressed out, I slide my chair over and look out the window.

I applied for a job today...my first one in fact. I didn't want to do it.at.all. Husband came home from work and banished me to the basement. I had been sitting on it, just making revisions. I just didn't want to do it. It isn't that I am not used to rejection--I don't mind rejection. But now it is different in a way. I know in comparison to my peers my CV is a joke, but I feel like I have actually accomplished many things that have always stood in my way of getting a job. I expect a rejection letter for this position. And that would be ok--they have great things to offer but bad things too--snow. :( Sending it was awful. I felt another panic attack coming but managed to get through it. It isn't much, but I am counting it as another step forward.