Guess what, y’all? I got a job! It’s only a temp job but it starts tomorrow, it’s near my house, and it pays enough that when the recruiter told me how much, it took all of my years-ago theater training to say composedly, “Oh, I’m sure that will be fine.”
Unfortunately, the job requires me to dress all fancy-like (because it’s “on the 39th floor” she says, as though that means something) and I have no fancy clothes so I had to go shopping after my interview. I was a little worried since my shopping excursions tend to end with me curled in a ball on the dressing room floor, rocking back and forth and sobbing, but it was actually the most painless shopping experience of maybe my entire life. I found everything I needed, everything fit perfectly, and nothing was too expensive.
Oh, AND I saw Parker Posey today!
But before you get too jealous, just remember that tomorrow I have to be at work at 9:00am in a suit. Ouch.
EDIT: AND I just got an email in response to one of my 65 (!) job applications. She says they are “very interested” in meeting me and want to interview me this week! Too bad I have a full-time job now! Ack!