Officer, give the month of May a speeding ticket!
How on earth it can possibly be the 23rd day of May already is beyond my understanding.
I feel as if I’ve barely moved an inch let alone a fraction. (which I hate, I hate fractions)
It is time to do the final push of resume drafting and start sending in those applications.
Gulp.
I’m not scared. I just haven’t fared so well in this process in the past several years, so I’m a little gun shy.
What do they say? Back on the horse? Or something like that? Accepting volunteers to lovingly critique my resume. Just say naaaaaay (like a horse-see?)
Giddy-up
