Getting my application together for reappointment to the Board, and that means reviewing my resume.
Firstly, it's a pain in the ass, because the Word copy is so old and so corrupted after however many years that it's difficult to work with. But still easier than redoing one from scratch. (How often do I need my resume, anyway? I'm trapped here for life.)
But looking at the resume itself -- yikes. The time frame is hitting me hard. Items on there from twenty years ago?
So much promise, and what the hell happened? One concession, one disappointment after another, and here I am, doing a factory job in an office.
It was all so easy then. I didn't need to work hard at school at all. I just kept going on with no real effort. And now? Everything is a fight.
Good lord. I need a drink. Ten-thirty, and I need a drink.