Another interview this morning...lack of "nice" clothes...the struggle is real. #WhiteGirl Problems
Wore same black dress as last interview, though I did have time to go by my mom's for a cup of coffee before the interview, and she had a black slip I could borrow. *Whew*
Interview was good. Even if I don't get it, it was good experience, and, again, I had to say all kinds of of good things about myself. :) Strangest question he asked was "What's your dream car?" I said, "Chevy Silverado King Cab, black or red"...he asked, "4x4?", I said, "Yes". And we both smiled. Of course.
A little more coffee with my mom, hugs on Rachel, then to the high school to see why David wasn't feeling well...signed him out, stomachache & low fever. Home, lunch, laundry.
Picked up Chloe et al, then home to start dinner. Shrimp stir-fry and stuffed clams...yummmmm.......helped Rachel with her resume, went by my sissy's, then home. In some ways feeling alone, in other ways feeling like Wonder Woman. With cups for gold bracelets and plastic headband for the gold headband...total outfit is coming together, some pieces may seem laughable, but don't tug on my cape.
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