pride comes before a fall
I’m torn between thinking that I am severely under employed (I clean bathrooms for a “living”, it’s not my first choice of occupations) and being proud of myself because I’m not too proud to clean bathrooms for a “living”…
I have a job interview on Thursday with a grocery store chain…I wouldn’t mind working for them at all…I assume it’s for the new location…There is an older store two miles up the road, but I’m not sure it would be that much easier to get there…and Winter is approaching…
First things first, I HAVE to get a haircut–either on Tuesday or Wednesday…
ADDENDUM–Tuesday morning…got the haircut; when the barber (that’s right BARBER) was finished, I said my left side needed more work–and so he did it and NOW I feel better…Of course after my nap the whole thing may look bad; we’ll know in awhile…
LATER–nope, still looks pretty good IMO…so now I can look in the mirror and not grimace quite as much as I had been…
even LATER– the roomie likes it…*I* still like it…