Likes to wear black dresses as often as possible, usually paired with bold jewelry or a scarf or a cardigan. Talks to only a chosen few on the phone, preferring text or email for communication. Stops talking in order to eavesdrop on nearby conversations. Keeps too many things a secret.
Reads only books that hold her attention after the first 50 pages; avid believer that life is too short to read bad books — but reads a lot anyways. Carries a book in every single giant purse she owns, because being kept waiting without entertainment is a punishment worse than death. Only uses pens, never pencil.
Loves being an educator, but is unsure if that’s all her career will hold. Dreams of being a writer, alone in a pale teal office everyday with her thoughts and words and books.
Pretends like things are going swimmingly, even on bad days until she crumbles. Changes into sweats or jammies immediately upon returning home. Finds solace in trying new recipes or baking, but doesn’t do either as often as she wishes.
Dreams about Paris daily; can’t believe she’s never left the country.
Listens to music at a ridiculously loud volume in the car, sunroof open whenever possible. Car dancer. Music taste ranging from classic rock to dirty hip hop to alternative rock and back through again.
Wishes she was more direct, and concocts excellent retorts in her head, but rarely says exactly what she’s thinking. Stops to watch kids play together. Finishes pasta; abandons chicken and steak.
Attends concerts as often as possible, wishes she went to more poetry readings. Terrified of vomit, loneliness, losing those close to her and never being happy. Angry at things she can’t control.
Good at making others laugh. Laughs at herself easily. Quick to cry.
Sometimes happy-go-lucky, sometimes panicked with worry; usually somewhere in the middle.
Never wears lipstick, preferring chapstick or lip gloss. Hates beets, tomatoes and dates. Loves mushrooms, cheese and chocolate.
Belly-sleeper, sleep talker, and insomniac, but not all at once.
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Your turn. What’s on YOUR resume?
This post was inspired by Zan, writer at the lovely A Cup Of Tea & A Wheat Penny. If you’re not reading her, you should go there and start now. She’s truly wonderful.
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HMMM….
Likes comfortable pajama clothes, and wears them constantly.
Refuses to wear socks, even on the coldest days.
Prefers the company of a few over the company of many.
Completely addicted to tattoos and has the next 20384038043284 planned out.
Very good post!
You forgot Absolutely Adorable. This post was so spot on, I felt like you were sitting here next to me.
XOXOXO
Your resume is impeccable, my dear.
Uh oh… I LOVE beets and dates! We might not be soul sisters after all…
What am I saying? Your resume reads like the kindred spirit you are. Tight hug. Happy Friday!
I love this! I might be inspired to do one of my own, although I still consider myself an Almost-Grown-Up.
Love it.
I’d hire someone with this resume.
I’m glad to know that yoga pants in between BlogHer stuff won’t be frowned upon. =)
YOU… need to come to Germany with me next time I go. You need to get out of the country, girl!
I love this
I’m going to do it on my blog someday…
P.S. Paris is only a 4 hour train ride from my parents’ house
Ohhh my goodness, I would SO go to Germany with you, and then Paris, yes. Hmmm…now I am scheming
Well, I’ll be leaving next Thursday
If only we could all be hired based on resumes like this one. Absolutely lovely!
Fell in love with this post… May decide to do something very similar in the future! You are a fantastic writer.
Best,
Hannah Katy
Sometimes I;m freaked out by how similar we are. Differences I’ve spotted: I’m not an educator; my office will probably be plum; I love dates & am allergic to mushrooms; I’m a back-sleeper; I’ll take Greece over Pars. But really. Everything else. Lots of love.
What a lovely post, Amy!
Here’s my resume, since you asked.
Alexandra…
- scientist and geek
- loves shoes, flowery dresses, good books, good conversation and her husband. (In reverse order)
- laughs a lot, thanks to above mentioned husband.
- loves vintage things, decor and making her own jewelry.
- loves photography. A LOT!
- speaks English, French and Spanish.
- was a bit disappointed after dating French guys. They’re not as romantic as everybody thinks.
- loves Paris, but also dreams about going to Bali.
I have no idea you like hiphop, what do you listen to?
I’m sure you’ll get what you want. You’re already such a good writer. Probably you’ll write in your future teal office…in PARIS:)
I’m intrigued by this resume post. Might have to try one of my own!
Oh my gosh I LOVE this. I might have to do something like this, would that be cool?
this is a really sweet post!
p.s. I want a teal office when I’m a hot-shot-photographer too.
I’m so with you on that “talks to only a chosen few on the phone” thing. I’m not a phone person, so getting an actual call from me is rare.
“Changes into sweats or jammies immediately upon returning home.”
Yuppers. We have a strict “no pants” rule in our house. Sweats or pjs ONLY.
I adore this! And might write my own?
This is one of my favourite posts of yours yet! It is so wonderfully written. I really hope to be able to write something this awesome someday. I know I can because I can write a kick ass resume for a job application any day. But writing a resume about my life in general… it seems so daunting.
I think you have a fabulous resume… actually we have a lot of things in common. Minus the black dress bit. I wish I were a dress person.
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Wow, I think we were separated at birth. I’m not an educator since I’m still a student but we are scarily alike besides the dresses and vomit-phobia.
Love the resume! =)
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i’m a little late to the punch here… but found this particular post through the grapevine shall i say.
and i’m so glad that i did. it’s just lovely. lovely like you!
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I cannot believe you hate dates. Are we friends?