The Waiting Game

Garden Gate and Azaleas 

(taken with my cell phone on my walk into town this morning)

I don't have any news about my prospective new job since my phone interview with a manager in Texas last Friday.  The next step in the process was to have the "finalists" (apparently me and 2 others) meet in New York and then separately design and deliver a mock training session.  Though I have no idea what the parameters of design might be, I've done some general prep work.  I sent a thank you to the manager on Friday and a follow up to the HR rep on Monday, but nothing yet.  Now it's just a matter of waiting to hear.

It's June 4th and I leave the Vineyard on Monday, 6/8.  It's been rainy this morning, but I have hopes that it will clear.  I'm almost finished packing, and now I am waiting on my landlady to stop by and decide if she wants to buy any of the items I'm planning on donating to the local thrift shop.  It's all good stuff...I just don't want to mess with, or pay for, shipping it home.

Home!  What a strange word that is.  It will take a little getting used to being home, or will it?  No, I suspect the moment I walk in it will be home again.  After a very interesting 8 months away, back home in my little Upper West Side nest.  Excellent!