Frankly, I'm offended. For the last few weeks before we've been lucky and it's been ridiculously nice. And when I say nice, I mean like, 70+ degrees everyday. This means I've been riding my bicycle everyday around the neighborhood, since Andy made me bring it home with me. At first I kind of thought he was being a bit silly. But with the weather being so agreeable, I couldn't help but take it for a spin.
But now? It's overcast and rainy and bullshit. And over the weekend I think we have a frost advisory.
I had a few interviews earlier in the week and I fully admit to having high hopes for them. I've gone and made the tragic error of getting my hopes up for one of the jobs. I think I'd be good at it and it would be interesting.
Needless to say, they haven't called, written or sent a carrier pigeon. I'm doing my best to not be completely distraught, but it's not going well. I've developed a bit of a cold instead and that's currently serving as an admirable distraction.