It’s Monday morning and the bun sisters are enjoying fresh hay while I sit at my computer trying to figure out what to write. It will probably be another rambling post, since I don’t have a set topic for Mondays.
The weather is overcast and somewhat chilly with light blue heading this way. I don’t think it will amount to more than a dusting if I even see one of those white “things” falling from the sky. Rumor has it that the temperatures are going to warm up later this week. Could that imaginary season of spring actually be heading this way? Nah. It’s all myth and legends, I tell ya’.
Yeah, so I woke up this morning to find that Mother Nature has the worst sense of humor of anyone else I know. She also has a lousy sense of timing too. Just look at the picture! Really? Yesterday was April Fool’s Day, but you wouldn’t know it from the mess on my deck today. And it’s still coming down!
Yesterday I had the laundry drying on the deck and all the windows open as the sun shined. The weather forecast seemed to be an April Fool’s joke so I ignored it. Good thing I don’t have any plans to leave the house today. The joke is on me (and everyone else in the area).
A Personal Resume differs from a normal resume in that you showcase your interests and hobbies. These are the activities that you are passionate about and what brings you joy. It doesn’t matter if you get a bit high on the smell of a well-baked tray of cookies or that you feel satisfaction when a painting is complete. This is what defines you as a person, separate from the drudgery of those chores that lead to a paycheck.
Do you feel dissatisfied with yourself when you hand your prospective employer the same old resume, knowing you are so much more than what is printed in those bold, black letters on a drab, white sheet of paper?
Recently, I lost one of my spoons. To anyone else it’s just a lost spoon. I was walking from the kitchen to the living room and it fell off the plate I was carrying. I heard it make a soft “thud” as it fell onto the carpet. Of course, I cursed as I continued to my computer desk. It’s hard to eat runny coleslaw with your fingers. At that particular moment I assumed that I could retrieve the errant spoon on my way back to the kitchen to get its replacement. No such luck…
Wandering through the non-existent snow on a two bunny pile of hay… It’s the time for my annual Non-Holidays Holiday. I do not like this time of the year. Not only is there less daylight, but the temperatures are normally dropping. The stores are crowded. People are more miserable than usual. The only good thing about this time of the years is the food, especially the cookies.