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Holy Guacamole

Is it possible there are angels or beings or aliens above that have decided to wind me up?

Is it possible that on Friday I saw a job advertised that was the job I said I wanted last year while working in Leeds?

The actual OLD THING that I was originally excited about having but then felt like it was weighing me down and now that I maybe am okay with the OLD THING not happening the powers that be decide to dangle it right there in front of me?

AM I DREAMING???

I hate to not post it - because it really is killing me that I haven't been able to make public my other two gems - but I think this route seems to be bringing me the opportunities that I keep dreaming up in my head.

What the freak is going on???!!!???

Could someone please pinch me or smack me or throw water all over me just so I know this is actualy happening???

I'm really nervous and excited and scared and shocked. How is it that the universe has dropped yet another golden egg in my lap and said, "Here you go, here's your chance"?

Do they not understand that I am still tense with anticipation for the other two exciting adventures I'm still waiting to hear back from? My heart cannee take it!!! It WILL explode!!!

They're asking for a resume and a cover letter. A LETTER???!! That's all I get. I don't even know where to start.

I'm am on cloud 9 and perhaps because nothing has yet come back as a definite "NO" so I think it might have even been easier to take if I could have at least had one of my creative journeys resolved but at the moment they're both hanging in the air and now...now this!!!!

I am by no means kicking any gift horse in the mouth. And I haven't even applied for this yet! My optimism sometimes gets the best of me as I'm already planning what I want to wear to my interview.

I never thought I'd say this but:

Good things come to those who wish.

Comments

Anonymous said…
you have obviously worked very hard for it, great things don't come to people who just sit around dreaming.

- chlamygirl
Anonymous said…
Thanks Chalmygirl - I hope you're right! :)

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