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Check your calendars, it appears that summer has disappeared.

I figure the only way to do this now is just to jump back in.

Today was actually a great day.

This morning when I woke up, the weather was really cool. COLD for only the first of September, however. I know exactly how cold it was because I had fallen asleep on the couch in the sitting room with the window open, in my work clothes. I was covered in one blanket, toasty warm—all except the tip of my nose. It was practically frozen. It took some wiggling to get some feeling in the end of it.

So, feeling all chilly and bleary-eyed, I went to class. I was a half-hour early (which was good) except I left my planner at home (which was bad). After my first class was done, I proceeded to the next one—only to find that our teacher was sick, and wasn't showing up today. So I went home, because I didn't have any other homework to do, and right when I walked in the door, I heard the phone ringing. I picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Is this Alexa?"
"Yes..."
This is an oddity in itself because 1.) I never get phone calls at home, and 2.) I never get phone calls at home in the middle of the day. Approx. 12:15. Turns out it was the Starbucks calling where I had just applied to on Sunday. They asked if I was free that afternoon for an interview.
"Sure!"

This might not seem really out of the ordinary for you, the reader, but it was quite something to me because it was a chain of events that couldn't have occurred without the other.

1. Class was cancelled, therefore I went home early.
2. When I got home early, I got the phone call.
3. The phone call that got me the interview...
4. The interview that took place that afternoon.

I don't know, it just seemed like fate to me.

But anyways, I went to the interview, and I assume did pretty well—the woman told me that I might have the job. Let's cross our fingers, shall we?

All right now, I'm actually just posting to avoid doing homework. What can I say? Old habits die hard. I'm going to go study now...=)

Comments

Snookums said…
I've had days like that, too.

One good thing happens, and then another, and then another, but it's a chain reaction. If the first thing didn't happen, then the second wouldn't, and so on and so forth.

Anyway, congratulations on your interview!
And homework sucks.

Anyway, awesome blog!
Keep at it!

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