Hope

I have a lot of that. 

I hoped for a long time my honey would come home.  Too long.  My coworker doesn't want me to file for divorce.  She's sweet, in her thoughts, but I can't hope any longer.  It's time to move on.  Mentally and legally. 

Part of a new life would be getting a better job.  I have an interview Wednesday.  I am hopeful. Unsure but hopeful.  I have to see what I will wear there.  This is not my first interview with this district.  The lady I worked with in the long term job said she interviewed 6 times! The job they hired her for, they just called her on the phone and offered it.  So, I will keep going back, again and again if I have to.  The job includes a bi annual stipend for training, that would be such a blessing. 

The regular hours alone would be.  I am so hopeful.

I wish I knew the perfect things to say.