Chickens

Had a second interview for a position that excites me, and that I feel I would be handle - but would be challenging. I think my performance was more than satisfactory. I feel like I’ve never been so charming in a job interview before. Who knows though?! I was giddy and biased that I was even selected for an interview.

And... it WASN’T a “performance.” I spoke honestly. Luckily the people who interviewed me were friendly, and liked my glitter purse. That relaxed me. Not gonna count my chickens before they hatch, though! Well... I’m TRYING not to.

FINGERS CROSSED.

There’s a damn ice storm in the works. It’s supposed to be quite awful. Today was “act one.” Thank God I have no mandatory appointments in the next few days. The snow was pretty though, and watching it fall seemed to amuse Mallory.

If she’s happy, I’m happy. I just have to stop counting chickens, hunker down in blankets, sleep at appropriate intervals, and read as much as possible. Trying to turn my substantial family stressors into static.

These things can’t be fixed, only endured. Forever seeking peace and amusements where I can find them.