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Just when I was doing better, I received a rejection letter. I really thought they were going to talk to me. I was so upset. I felt like such a failure. But when I dropped my daughter off for a playdate I started to come around a little. She hasn't seen this other little girl since going to a new school, and when they saw each other there were so many squeals and giggles......it was so precious.
I needed a shoulder or fifty to cry on. Yes, my wife was there for me, and had some good advice. God/Buddha/Krishna bless her - she really is great. I called Anna-Maria but needed to leave a message. She called me back and really perked me up. I just wanted to talk to all of you. I'm doing fine now.
I'm doing fine for another reason - my wife fully backs my decision to apply for the job in Norwich, UK. She thinks it's a good idea. I don't think they'll interview me, though, because of the logistics involved, and not because I think I'm worthless. I think I'm perfect for the job, but the expense for the school might be too much, so I can understand that, even though they advertised here in the States. Christina threatened me, saying you'd all kidnap me if I came over there.
I have to be doing fine. I have get out side and shovel. Any fashion tips for snow shoveling you can give?
