...In Bed

I visited my mom in ABQ this weekend, and we went to our preferred Chinese restaurant. My fortune cookie read, "Believe in yourself, and you will succeed." Great, but while I'm job hunting, I'd prefer that others believe in me, too. Maybe I'll just follow Garfield's advice. "I believe I'll have another cookie."

I'll be hitting the road again tomorrow. I have to take one of our company trucks to an account in San Antonio, TX. It's a long day's drive, and since I'm not used to driving any further than ABQ, and since I won't be starting at my preferred time of dark-thirty a.m., I'm going to stop for the night along the way and finish the trip in a few hours the next day. The manager of the account there will take me to the airport, and I'll fly back, and Boss's boss will pick me up at the El Paso airport to bring me back home. "On the road again..."

I might have to learn to drive long distances after all. I got home tonight and found a voice mail from Friday (naturally, it was recorded just 20 minutes after I left town) from the guy who interviewed me for the Chattanooga job. They don't bother calling if you don't get the job, right?

Part of me wants to hold off on calling to see if the Colorado Springs opportunity stays open after someone else is interviewed tomorrow, but part of me worries that I'll lose the chance with someone who wants me if I don't call Mr. Chattanooga back.

(Note: this was supposed to be posted after it was written on Sunday, June 28, 2009, but due to ISP difficulties, it was delayed a day.)