Patience may be a virtue, but it’s one that I unfortunately do not possess. However, at this “transition period” of my life (that sounds very Dear Abby), waiting seems like my occupation.
I’m waiting for my teaching license to renew so I can substitute. I’m waiting to hear about jobs I’ve applied for. Waiting for a career I love, waiting to start a family, waiting to get out of the hole financially. Waiting, waiting, waiting.
So on every application I fill out, when it asks about my current position, I feel like putting “waiter”. But since that brings up an entirely different connotation, and job applications aren’t the place to make jokes (although I’m willing to try anything at this point) I don’t. I know, things will all work out eventually. I’m just not great at waiting around for “eventually” to happen.
T-shirt: Target; dress, as skirt: Loft (similar skirt); necklace: Francesca's (kind of a splurge, but I love this Bauble Bar necklace); sandals: Old Navy (similar)
Do you consider yourself a patient person?