I walked out the door this morning and could have danced in happiness. It had obviously rained in the night and everything around me was bursting with chloraphil. I love my allergy meds today, really I do.
I got to ride my bicycle last night- went to Quadcycle in Arlington, chatted with the nice young grrrl whom I'd seen there before. She helped me find a new saddle, which in reality probably isn't any more comfortable than the old one, but it won't be worse (knock on wood). What I need to do is ride more to get into some better condition for riding.
I experimented making calzones for dinner. They were pretty good, but they need some finessing. I had a lot of leftover filling, so I will try again tonight.
The interviews went pretty well yesterday. The second candidate appears to be the committee and my favorite so far- the same that the New Fearless Leader favored when reading over resumes. The final two are today. I suspect it will eat the entire day again. But at least then it'll be over and it's Friday, yay!!
Oh yeah- quick note on dreams: Having to witness the head of the search committee deface what I think is a 17th century document is not restful. I have a very good idea what the subtext of that dream was, but I'm not letting it get to me. Nerves, that's all.
I got to ride my bicycle last night- went to Quadcycle in Arlington, chatted with the nice young grrrl whom I'd seen there before. She helped me find a new saddle, which in reality probably isn't any more comfortable than the old one, but it won't be worse (knock on wood). What I need to do is ride more to get into some better condition for riding.
I experimented making calzones for dinner. They were pretty good, but they need some finessing. I had a lot of leftover filling, so I will try again tonight.
The interviews went pretty well yesterday. The second candidate appears to be the committee and my favorite so far- the same that the New Fearless Leader favored when reading over resumes. The final two are today. I suspect it will eat the entire day again. But at least then it'll be over and it's Friday, yay!!
Oh yeah- quick note on dreams: Having to witness the head of the search committee deface what I think is a 17th century document is not restful. I have a very good idea what the subtext of that dream was, but I'm not letting it get to me. Nerves, that's all.
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