So, I've always wanted to be an astronaut.
And now it turns out I meet the CSA's minimum guidelines.
So I applied. The odds of getting in are not very good, but - don't ask, don't get. And now I can say - hey, at least I tried. Because it's a shame to let a dream wither on the vine simply because you were afraid of being told "no".
Which is also what I tell myself each time I get a publishing rejection.
Good luck, astrogirl! My husband, Gord, applied too. But, um, is there an age restriction? (he's old)
"The position will require frequent travel and relocation."
Okay, I admit it - I haven't had a lot of sleep, and I'm slap-happy, but that made me giggle for like 10 minutes!
Good luck to you! :-)
Good luck to Gord! I didn't see an age restriction but I think they'll get me on fitness. Gotta hit the gym!
PJ, it is kinda funny. Although, when you think about it in a strictly vertical sense, going straight up to orbit is only a few kilometers. Less far than traveling to Europe. Although I don't believe the ISS is geostationary, so that's where you'd log the miles. :-)
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