Okay, I had a great birthday dinner and ice cream with Katie on Tuesday. It amazes me just how grown she is becoming.
The dentist on Wednesday wasn't quite as bad as I expected and I have an appointment to get the the rest of the work in a few weeks. Maybe my teeth will last me a lifetime after all.
Thursday's interview went well and the job sounds pretty decent for a hospital job. The manager said she thought I'd fit in well on the unit. She had one more interview to do Friday then would make a decision. I feel like I've got a good shot at it - but one never knows anymore. Recruiting promised I'd hear something one way or the other this week.
The hospital is exactly one hundred sixteen miles from my front door and thirty-nine miles from Jack's front door. We talked about it and Jack is okay with my commuting from his place. I'm trying not to let my mind run rampant with "what if" plans for the future.
I hate the waiting...
