I'm trying to calm down and be patient as I wait for my phone to ring, hopefully telling me that I have the job I interviewed for yesterday. It's already rung three times today, meaning that I leap over furniture and cats and try not to spill breakfast or my water glass trying to get to it in time. No luck. Twice it was my new neighbor needing to talk about stuff related to the futon or other 'just moved in' kinds of things.

The other call was my singing coach asking me if I'd like to take part in a workshop and showcase that will start in late February. Assuming that I can come up with the money for it, I'd like to do it. But aack, that means that I'll have to sing in public, too, the thought of which just terrifies me. However, if I've learned anything in this life, I've learned that when it comes to being afraid of things like this, the more afraid I am of it, the more I should do it. Since I was filled with panic at the thought of doing it, I told my singing coach that if I get this job, I'll do it.

So now I am waiting for the phone to ring, and trying not to stuff my face with all the dark chocolate I have in my apartment. I'm usually pretty good about managing my stress in ways other than eating, but today the chocolate urge is rearing its ugly side.

I do need to get out of the apartment and go run some errands, and since it is a gorgeous SoCal kind of day out there (70s and sunny) I think I'll walk. I realized a few weeks ago that I haven't been eating enough vegetables, so I'm trying to get more into my diet, so I need to get some today because all I have in the fridge right now is two very sad looking carrots, a couple of parsnips, one onion, and a handful of salad greens. I want artichokes, spinach, kale, okra, green beans - SOMETHING GREEN! I also have a Christmas gift to exchange at the mall, and walking these two errands is only about 2 miles round trip, so that's a good start on some exercise today.

Never did exercise yesterday - by the time I got done with my interview and talking with my neighbor for the futon, it was 12:30 am, and then I had stuff to do around here, so it was about 3am when I finally got to sleep.

By the way, my interview yesterday was VERY informal, and nearly three hours. We just chatted about darn near everything - adoption, her dog, my cats, her brothers, her parents, my brother, losing weight, my broken leg, working out at the gym we both go to, and a little bit about the job. It was the oddest interview I'd ever had, but also the most enjoyable.