For those of you dear to me, it isn't fresh news to know that I am on the holy quest for a job. My last comfy work from home job dissolved right before my eyes as the business I worked for was sold. My division was completely phased out. I was phased out. hmph. I can only raise my eyebrows now, and hope that my old boss and his family are doing well in...Florida. The first place I'd move. No really, I wish them well. But this leaves me in stinky position of having to find one.
For hours I have toiled over my resumé and cover letter. Being the good designer that I am, I even made the matching envelopes. My portfolio is online keeping me in with the cyber-cool designer crowd. I definitely have gone all out, and now is the dreaded waiting period where either employers begin to scramble for me, or just stuff me into a file cabinet. If the latter comes to fruition then it's back to square one, and more envelope cramming for me.
Oh, how I hate the wait.