Well. I locked it up. And by “it”, I mean my apartment. In fact, I feel pretty secure now because, short of destroying something, it is impossible to break in to my place. WOO. Yeah that was me rejoicing. Ok, truth is, I left with Jerry and didn’t even grab my keys and now one blister, a sore knuckle, bruised shoulder and 3 scratches later…I still had to pay security $35 to come unlock my door.
Ok maybe it isn’t as bad as it sounded. And maybe it was even a little bit fun sitting in the car feeling sorry for myself. It was actually a fitting end to a pretty crazy day. But we made it through.
I had a 2nd interview today with the bank. I really hope I get it. That’s all I am going to say about that right now.
Music practice is tonight. Should be fun. The long day is over. Life is good.