Fingernails that Shine Like Justice...

No, I didn't really get a manicure before yesterday's interview. I did get a haircut though, and wore the aforementioned nice shirt, and it was all very pleasant and more or less unstressful. Now comes the waiting part, during which I try not to think about the scary possibilities (both not getting the job, and getting the job.) I also went back and bought the first jacket, with complimentary-colored pants, so my clothing options have increased still more, and am sending out 2 more resumes this week.

The big get-off-my-ass project that now stares me in the face is the downstairs den, which needs new carpet. I've promised myself I will order said carpet before the end of the month; the room has to be completely de-junked before then, and the foldout couch from hell needs to be dismantled and removed. (Removing it without dismantling it isn't an option. All my friends who helped me move last time have witnessed the pure evil that is that couch---among other things, it weighs appoximately 800 lbs and likes to unfold its dangerous steel innards while being lifted and carried--and there's no way I could con any of them into helping me move it ever again.) So sometime during this week I am going to tackle the de-junking of the room, and the boxing up of small objects which are not junk, and the clearing off of the desk, and then maybe I'll be ready to call the carpet guy. Whooo! On a roll now.....