As I search through the endless job boards, I keep telling myself not to settle. But there is an executive assistant job not five miles from my house. Isn't that what a woman of a certain age does? Settles for typing reports and making travel arrangements. God, it sounds so 20th century.
Don't settle, don't settle, don't settle...
So here I sit- unemployed and dependent on my ex. Five more jobs applied for this week. Six jobs last week. 570 jobs since I started looking. The phone so quiet I have to check it every now and then and make sure it's still plugged in and turned on.
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