Monday, March 30, 2009

Inhale, Exhale... Repeat

I'm a few hours away from the interview. I have all I need to bring with me printed up, I've read what I need to know and a bit more. All I need to do now is have another cup of coffee, perhaps watch the telly and try to relax before I have to jump in the shower and get dressed. It sounds simple. Too bad I keep forgetting where I keep leaving my coffee mug (as if I need another); can't keep still long enough to let anything on the air sink in; and why am I referring to a TV as a telly? When did I officially turn British?

Yes, this is the kind of morning I'm having. I woke up too early because I set my alarm earlier than I needed, fully anticipating I would be playing several rounds of Press Your Luck with the snooze button. Of course, I didn't, I woke right up. It was as if someone shot me up wtih a heaping dose of caffine just as Katy Perry went into her chorus.

Oh hey, it think I see my mug, it's on top of the telly.


Cathy said...

good luck and take a deep breath!

E. Van Lowe said...

How'd it go?