
I have an interview for an internship with the marketing department of Gardner Village today. It’s the first time I could actually have a job where my schooling is actually important to my success. Frankly, the idea of having a real job is pretty intimidating. I’m confident in my abilities to perform to the standard I will be held, I’m just amazed that I’m at this stage of my life and that I actually am “good enough” to be considered competitive for such a position. This “amazement” resulted in a bit of a break down last night. I’ve gathered and compiled my portfolio, my hair looks good, I’m wearing this fantastic green sweater, and I feel quite ready to show my stuff. This little bit of insecurity was still tugging at the back of my mind. I opened my phone to text Cameron when a girl with these balloons, a snickers bar, and some junior mints comes through the door. “These are for Kristin.” ☺
I have the coolest husband in the world.
. THE . COOLEST .
Love you!