Holding my breath

I applied for six big girl jobs last night. It took me four hours to fill out the profile. I'm really nervous. I told Mike I was scared that I would get let down. He giggled because he thought it was cute that my eyes were welling up over something so silly. He said, "Well then, sweetie, you will just have to try again!"

But I did it. I took a step in a direction. I'm not sure if it's the right direction. Or if there is a right or wrong direction. But, I'm on my way to proving to myself that I can do whatever I want. I'm not going to limit myself. I'm kind of excited about it.

I'm also excited about the extra dinero that will allow me to put some money in the bank, buy some winter boots, and save up for an I-don't-have-any-kids-to-worry-about-yet-vacation all the while getting some work experience under my belt for when I graduate.