resume, 6 rows, and a sandwich

Spent the whole evening rewriting my resume for the third time and got so sick of looking at my own name I started making typos in it. Took a break around 9pm and picked up my knitting instead, did about 6 rows before I noticed my hands had actually stopped shaking from all the coffee. Funny how something as boring as knit-purl-knit-purl can reset your whole nervous sytem. Then I went back to the budget spreadsheet I restarted last week and actually didn’t hate looking at the numbers this time, which is new for me, usually I just close the tab and pretend rent doesn’t exist. Small win I guess! Also applied to two more places today even though the listings barely made sense, half the job titles out there don’t mean anything anymore. Ended up ordering a cheap sandwich for dinner because I couldn’t be bothered to cook, and it hit way better than it should have. Some days are a mess but one small thing going right is enough.