May 3, 2016


With the right amount of pressure a strong individual shines than break. Less pressure and we get complacent. Too much and we give up altogether.

As another unemployed day starts in my horizon I summon enough energy to type, edit, re-edit applications in the hope that this will be THE ONE. I know I am skipping through what I promised to be a chronological narration of our migration adventure but I am getting more and more impressed with my cover letters that I am beginning to think of making a career out of this. Hahaha.

I do pray to God though that hubby's job interviews bear the elusive fruit of a job offer soon to save me from insanity and you readers (imaginary I suppose) from useless rants from me.