See how long my hair is getting? See how I've lost my winter pallor?I believe my editor is going crazy and may self-destruct upon contemplating another typo. Meanwhile, I had a preliminary meeting with a career counselor. Yay, me! Is it bad, do you suppose, that she wants to conduct everything by telephone? For $100/hour, I'm kind of hoping for verification that she's not doing the crossword on the other end.
Nonetheless, tomorrow is happy hour. Color me pleased about that.
2 comments:
Plus, you are wearing red! Good luck with the career counselor.
Thanks. I'm calling another coach who has an MSW, an actual option for office visits, and evening hours. I liked what the first one outlined for the services, but I didn't like the inflexibility of the arrangement (I was also squicked by no "office" address, blocked cellphone caller ID, and "at the end of a session, I give you an address to send a check").
We'll see.
Red = color of rage! I kid. Today is more of a brown day.
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