Well folks, today is the day. Well the first of what hopefully will be several days. I am having my first “phone discussion” with the hiring committee tonight. TONIGHT. And I am painfully nervous. Mostly because there are people on the committee that I worry about. But I gotta keep my head up and compete for this job like it is nobody’s business. Because truth be told, aside from the abnormal behavior of one of my co-workers, I really want this job. If for nothing else, because I don’t want to leave this area and it is the only place with the kind of job I want.

I love my job sometimes. Like on days like today. My “boss” came in and said that he was going to go to this special tasting at one of his client’s wineries. And I said, “You know, you really should have a designated driver.” And he said, “Well, my wife is at home with my sick son… would you like to go with me?”

And I did!

And I tasted $300 worth of premium chardonnay, pinot noir, and syrah. And I talked to one of the owners, the winemaker, and the assistant winemaker. I also got to meet a few more people in the same business as my “boss”. It was really fantastic.

Just another case of the right place at the right time.

So I was so freaked out about not getting any work done before my meeting with my advisor. But then I got an email last night around 10 saying that his trip home got botched and that he was going to have to cancel his meetings today.

Being the diligent student that I am… and having already traveled in to see him today, I asked if I could see him this afternoon around 5. But I am now hoping that he says that he can’t and that we should just meet over the phone on Friday.

But with this gift, I am going to take today and work my little butt off and see how far I can get. It has been an hour since I sat down and really started working, and I have already made a lot of progress. I think I am going to head over to the library to do some research.

Writing my dissertation is kind of like exercising. When I do it, it feels so good. But for some reason it takes a hell of a lot to get me to work on it.

I seriously went so that I could play with the kids and hang out with the moms, who are friends of mine. And one of them owns a business with her husband. They need some help with their business… mostly data entry and taking care of things around the office. I happen to need a job. So I start on Monday morning. Isn’t life kind of crazy like that? I should go to these playgroups more often.