Yesterday, I left MY famous friend a voicemail message and have gotten more bad news. That means I’ll have to wait another month. I don’t have another month of patience.
And co-incidentally, my headhunter has called for a job opportunity earlier this morning. So I called back after an hour and she returned my call, after another hour. And I’m sitting here waiting for her phone call.
I am hoping to work again. Frankly, it is getting boring at home. If I had the skills of a handyman, like the divorced nutter’s second husband, I would do lots of home and garden improvements while un/deremployed.
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