Rough

Napping is tough!

I've had a rough 36 hours.  Yesterday's mock interview was a disaster.  I was super upset afterwards and only cared about getting drunk.  Thank goodness H came through for me.  We went out with his friend Becky and her husband Don.  What a great time.  They are closer to H's age, so no drama, no one monopolizing the conversation, no talking about work.  Just good fun.  My face hurts from laughing so hard.  We had an amazing dinner at this random mexican restaurant, complete with mariachi band.  Then we hit a bar in downtown Grapevine.  The highlights include a dancing grandpa, a woman who we still are unsure about the actual gender, and a girl with the mange/a mane.   I cannot wait to do it all again next Friday night.

Today was one rough hangover.  Thankfully I recovered fast and Don brought Becky extra breakfast tacos.  I took a nap at lunch and finally felt pretty good.  Now I've had dinner and am thinking bedtime is right around the corner.

As for the interview,  I felt pretty chewed up and spit out.  This morning looking back I have some good take aways to help me along.  Tomorrow I'll be revising and reviewing again.  I have to remember one opinion is just one opinion.  I have to trust my gut on how I handle myself.  If I don't succeed this time around then I'll work on trying it someone else's way.  If I fail, I want it to be on my own terms first.  My secret though, I'm not going to fail.  1 of those 8 jobs are MINE!