And Then There Was One

I interviewed for the beer bitch position yesterday. Not really the job for me. It's primarily planning and executing parties at various bars and clubs, which sounds fun, but being home at 3 a.m. every night does not. I'm too old, married and unhip for the job and I think the interviewer came to the same conclusion. The 22 year old me would have loved it, the nearly 28 year old me does not. The lady told me they receive 85 applications per week for the job and interview something like 25. I think it's safe to say they will not be calling me for another interview and even if they did I'd probably decline. That means I have only one possible job offer in the works and that's at the PR agency. The woman there didn't give me a time frame so I have no idea when to give up hope. As she said she wants to have someone start working by mid-January I'll assume that someone isn't me if I don't hear from her by early January. I've applied to a couple of other positions, but nothing that I feel confident about. Hopefully a bunch of new jobs will become available after the new year.

My husband and I are making the final move to Tampa this weekend. We drove from Tampa to Beaufort, SC yesterday (6 hours). Today we're driving from Beaufort to Greenville (4 hours). Saturday it's Greenville to Beaufort (4) and Sunday Beaufort to Tampa (6). So many hours on the road! I'll be so happy when we have all of our stuff and our cats in our new apartment. We got Tampa cell phones yesterday so I finally have a local address and phone number. I hope this helps my job search. I've been searching six weeks now.