Well it has taken me a few days to write about the interview. I didn't think I did well. I tried to explain to friends and family that I felt as though I couldn't find my voice. "What do you mean?" was the answer. I didn't feel as though I was "on." I had been concentrating on this for a few weeks, only adding to my nervousness. I'm afraid I came across as stiff and inarticulate. That is what I felt as I left the campus.

I found it hard to get to sleep that night and it wasn't long before I was up the next morning. But what I found then was that I felt much better. I guess I had worked something out while asleep and thankfully I was left with the opposite of an anxiety hangover. Not the best writing, I know, but I think you get the idea. I felt much better. I think I'm too close to it all to try and divine why. Everyone around me seems to be optimistic for me - everyone. It is very nice of them and all but I still have to wait until the latter part of this month for an answer.

I took Nicky in for some shots today and I got the travel papers he needs so I can ship him air freight down to Lee in LA. I'll really need to find a place then because he is my only good reason to still be squatting in her condo. The crazy neighbor should be showing up soon too. I'd like to avoid him.

I'll be cooking again this Friday and Saturday for the Mt. Si Relay course organizers. That is my volunteer work for our race. My leg is still on the mend. It is a very slow recovery. I don't mind this sort of cooking as long as it isn't my profession. I hope y'all have a great week. Back to work tomorrow. I really like these three day weekends. Yay for all this daylight!