Plans Come Tumbling Down

Plans made, or at least hoped for, seem to be falling all around me. First the hopes to work at a restoration/maintenance shop were smashed. Now the project plane that I never even got to see has been withdrawn as the owner decided to ship it to California (where he has relocated). Ah, such is life.

I still have the backup idea of the airlines job in Charlotte. I am ambivolent about it though. I need to talk with the lady who teaches the job prep classes. I will have to write a resume and get some interview skills. I always seem to mess up in interviews. Stick my foot in my mouth or say exactly the wrong thing. Sheeez, what am I going to do?

Plus, Bill is pushing me to take my tests ASAP after finishing classes. But I don't feel ready. And I really want to go to NY to see Mel and the kids and go to the Zoo. Of course, this can all be postponed-- it doesn't Have to be on my Birthday. Why do I always feel forced to accomodate??

Meanwhile, I have less than three days to clean the whole house AND get my tool box in order before returning to classes.

This was supposed to be a BREAK!!!!!