I just came from another job interview. I so want this job. It is everything that I want in a job. I'm afraid to get my hopes up. I haven't received a call back on any of the last four interviews I have gone on so far. It is so dissapointing. I'm going to try not to think about it. Other than that, my life is a shambles right now. Literally. Boxes and crap everywhere. Joe and I have been fighting non stop. I wonder how many moving experiences have ended in divorce? Ours may be the first one. Oh, and you know something you shouldn't do when you are in the middle of moving? Schedule job interviews. Because in the middle of being sweaty and gross and yelling at your husband and shedding copious tears(don't ask), you have to get dressed up and look presentable and smile and act like everything is just fine and dandy and no, I'm not a freak, so please hire me. Please. Yeah. I can't wait till this move is done. Can. Not. Wait. Please pray for me. For both my job situation and my sanity. Thank you.