With over 2K coming to us between yesterday and next Friday, a job interview for Tom this afternoon, and a finished story for me, I’d say things are much, much better than they have been for the girl who’s had death on her mind a little too much lately. Now if we can just survive the next 700 days, we’ll be cashing in his pension and “going home,” wherever that may be.

The interview is just a low-paying temp job in a warehouse, and they’ll probably turn him down when they see his age and color, but at least they want to see him. Worst case scenario, we’re back to having to beat the clock.

Anyway, once we pay the cock up the hill for the last part of July and all of August, I will be eating like a pig for a couple of days, then it’s back to my timer diet where I eat 6 times each day every two hours beginning when I’ve been up for two hours. My calories can’t exceed 1200 a day and I also have to run a mile a day. It’s no fun, but you do get used to it, and it does work.

I emailed Marie to let her know my book was done. She’s been busy with OT and has decided not to move to New Hampshire. I can understand this. She may not always get along with her roommates, but very few people don’t have to pay rent, and if she moved, she may get along even worse with her new roommate, and there’s no guarantee she could get a job, either. So it’s not always wise to leap if you might not land on solid ground.