Andare, Partire, Tornare ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- interview day I apparently can't write a diary entry when the sun's up, unless it's coming up on the other side of a long evening. That's what being in a lull period will do to you - I don't have any pressing reason to get up early tomorrow, so of course I don't. So I had a very nice phone interview today, and I hope *crossing fingers tightly* that these people will offer me a job. It's much more suited to my skills than the much-feared Other Job, although should I end up there, I'll do my very best to keep things afloat. I just have a picture of me dogpaddling frantically to keep my head above a sea of paper. I have a bunch of packing still left to do, although my husband will be heading back up here to pick stuff up, attend a wedding, and finally spend time with me. I hate living in a different state from him, although having only yourself to please is nice. I don't have to schedule for anybody else's needs, and I get the bed all to myself. It doesn't quite compare with having intelligent conversation (the cat doesn't count) and snuggles, but I can't claim it's all bad. 12:44 a.m. - 2001-06-15 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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