It's another really hot day and the rest of the week promises to be more of the same. It so bad that my allergies are bothering me to he point where I'm sniffling and my eyes are dry and puffy. Not pretty. I'm just grateful I don't have to work outside. I try not let the weather bother me, I mean there's nothing you can do about it, right? I simply don't like hot weather in any form. This year, in particular, the warm weather we've had thus far has been unbearable.
What else is on my mind today? Same old, same old. I had a really nice run this morning. It was still cool enough so Incould go out running without melting. LOL. I applied for a position at a federally finded think tank in Santa Monica. The job is is for a research editor and the they do mostly academic type writing, which is right something I'm very good at. It's in Santa Monica and they have an office in Washington D.C. It was a pretty easy application process. Just a few questions, upload a cover letter and resume, that's it. So we'll see what happens next. One of the questions on the application was would I be willing to relocate to Santa Monica and/or D.C. Of course I said yes to both. Relocating to Santa Moncia is kind of pointless because it's about twenty minutes from my house. The big plus there is it's right next to the ocean. Relocating to Washington D.C is not a problem either as long as the think tank offers to cover my moving expenses and helps me find an affordable place to live. Washington D.C is very expensive to live. I'm getting ahead of myself again. I do that a lot. I apply for a job and immediately start making plans. I guess it's just this subconscious way of keeping my hopes up. I don't get too excited because when the inevitable disappointment comes, I don't get too depressed. I've learned to expect it. I wonder what would happen if I actually got an interview? Do I dare to dream about even landing a job that doesn't involve donning an apron and making coffee? That would require a radical adjustment in my thinking. I suppose some tiny sliver of hope remains.
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