It´s game time

Now that I have my special ¨number¨ I´m entitled to be a normal human being. I got a library card, bank account, cell phone and a doctor. All things that were not fit for an immigrant like me......before getting married to a hot Spaniard.

I´ve been desperately trying to find a job and have been sending my sad resume out to everyone and their mothers mother. I´ve had two interviews so far. One in English, and one in Spanish. I have to admit..I am proud of myself. You try having a job interview in a different language. Ya, didn´t think so. Tough stuff...but fantastic adrenaline rush. I want this job SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO bad it´s not even funny. Please pray extra hard for me!