When it rains
I think I am getting used to this weather. The shift from driving to swimming is not as traumatic as it was the first time. I had another interview and I think I just suck at the entire process. I manage to flip around the interview and ask them more questions than they asked me. That would make me the perfect defense lawyer, but it doesn’t really help my unemployed butt.
I got my package of yarn from Germany and if it were up to me, I’d be ordering 15 more skeins of this cotton wonder. Why oh why must it be so soft and cheap?
Today a bus driver (public bus) asked me for directions and my heart broke. It was possibly the most romantic thing to happen all year. Unfortunately, I might have misguided him because my sense of direction has to get used to Rome again. I got lost in the center last night, in the rain, for 30 minutes and could not find my way out. I did pass the Pantheon (3 times) and cheer myself up a little.
And now I have vertigo and I feel like curling up into a ball. Except that would probably feel worse. I hope Ben finds those pills. Pretty please!
