I hate being sick. I don't get knock out pneumonia or anything like that. Just a head cold. Stuffed up, sore throat.. the usual. I get it once a year, so it was doomed to be here at some point. I thought I was in the clear once Ben had gotten rid of it and I wasn't sick right after. Oh well. My turn.
I had two interviews for a part-time nanny last week. Got turned down for one. I sent an email asking, "Why wasn't I chosen?" Somewhat out of a chance to improve for future jobs. I got along great with the family, and my skills are pretty good... their loss.
Ok, time to turn off the computer, put on jammies and go to bed.
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