Resume, Really

I have been restless the last couple of days. On one hand, I have been enjoying my time off. On the other, I feel guilty not doing anything. Actually, I feel bad, because I have told myself several times to write the bloody thing, and not. It is one thing to enjoy myself, it is another to not be able to complete a task. And I realized why. I still am not sure what I did for the last several years and what that means about my personality. I feel like I failed, so what am I good at. This comes to the forefront of my mind whenever I start thinking about my resume.

So I dug out my TAP book, and filled in the exercises. I plan to eat, then drag the laptop, sans wireless card, to a coffeeshop. My deadline is Friday. I want to go out camping, but I am not allowed to unless I have a resume written.

http://www.cnn.com/2004/US/09/22/crash.survivors.ap/index.html is my wacky story of the day.

Resume, Review

So I did manage to write a resume, or at least most of one. It is still quite rough, but will be sent to those foolish enough to volunteer their services. But that was my goal for today. As a reward, I picked up some Spanish language CDs and got my hair trimmed. Nice, cheap trim with a free job lead. Office work, but right now I'd be happy with that.

So I am in a better mood. And can go camping.