The more observant among you may have noticed that I did a bit of teasing about suits and flirting with job possibilities about a week or so ago and then left you hanging. (I’m talking to you, Maggie.) Well, I can pony up the suit picture that some of you requested, though I’ve fannied it up a bit by adding the boy. As for the job prospects, I can tell you that I’m still unemployed. I won’t get much more specific than that because of my newly developed irrational fear of jinxing myself if I even think too optimistically about a job prospect.

It’s all a bit demoralizing, this process. It’s been a long time since I was on the job market like this – answering ads in the paper and cold-calling. Most of the jobs I’ve had in my life have come from knowing someone or just blind luck. The pool of people that I know in Adelaide is pretty small, so I’m relying on the latter method. I’m hoping that one day, hopefully very soon, I’m going to stumble in to the right place at just the the right time and find myself spontaneously employed. Until then, I’m going to strive to keep my ever weakening grip on sanity and hopefully keep that boy from puking on my suit. Again.

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