I was supposed to have an interview for the new job I'm going for today. But after I got all ready and drove all the way there (shaking like a leaf, mind you), I was given a reprieve. The publisher's mother had been taken to the hospital earlier, so he was with her and out of the office. At least I got to drive there and find out exactly how to get there. It might help alleviate some of my nerves next time. Not much, but some. I really don't know why I'm so nervous. I don't even know if I want it anymore. I know I want the bigger paycheck and I even want the job itself, but with an in-house person in competition for it, I don't want to go into a hostile situation at work every day because someone thinks I've stolen her job. It was bad enough when I was in a hostile situation every day at my own place of work because someone THOUGHT I wanted her job. Of course, I suppose that means I can live through it. And if I get it, I'll be the woman's boss, so she won't have any choice but to come to terms with it.
The girls are out of school tomorrow. Their spring break is only Friday and Monday. Fortunately, my mother's not working tomorrow, so she's offered to take them. They stayed up too late watching movies tonight, but really, they probably got to bed about the same time they normally get to sleep anyway, considering how much chattering they always do. Hope they're not bears to get up in the morning.
It's early for me, but my high-stress day has me worn out already. Will I actually get to bed before midnight?!