Hahvud called

Can I just say (as if you can stop me!) how much I love coming home after a long, hard day to find a note taped to my bedroom door that begins as such: "Harvard called . . ." I love the way it sounds! Unfortunately, I didn't make it home yesterday until about 9:00, so I missed the human resources office by hours. Not to fear, though, for Harvard called again today. What I thought would be a call to set up a more exact time for my interview turned out to be but a delay. Summertime schedules are just too difficult to work with, so now they can't bring me in until sometime in mid-September. Sound good to me! I'll have more of a "vacation" at home this way, which means that I'll have more time to apply for other jobs, and I'll probably be home long enough that I could pick up a part-time/temporary job. I'm thinking I'll apply to the local public library as well as check with the college to see if they can use me. If neither of these pan out, I might substitute teach at my mother's school. I don't know that I can handle thirty anything-year-olds, but at least it's an option. Yay for mini-vacations!