So, hunting for the perfect job is a bit like finding your Easter basket--you find everyone else's, but your's is nowhere to be seen. It's a bit like that with me and the late-great-job-hunt. The perfect job for me is out there, just beyond my gaze...
Perhaps I am to picky: warm weather, decent pay, wonderful people. (Sounds a bit like here, alas, the South African government won't let me stay here forever!) Thus continues the hunt.
Now, if only I knew what to do for vacation?!
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us girls are going to Costa Rica this May, come with!
Going to Costa Rica is not a job!! (Although it would be loads of fun.)
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