I felt my interview last Wednesday went well, and they had me come back in both Thursday and Friday mornings to feel me out and see if I thought I'd like it and if they thought they'd like me. I especially liked the Assistant Manager of the department, and found out that she's a Monkees fan too! I think she's several years younger than I, so that was pretty funny. Before I left on Friday, she told me she hoped I got the job, which I felt was a good sign, but then I thought, "maybe she says that to everyone, maybe she's just making conversation." I suppose she meant it, though. I really thought I would've heard back by now. I sent a thank you note yesterday. If I haven't heard anything by tomorrow, I'll call. I'm trying to steel myself for bad news. I think I'd really like it, and am sure I'd do it well. A job would really be a nice birthday present (it's Sunday).

The adoption fair was pretty interesting. We spoke with a few people. We stopped at a booth sponsored by an agency that specializes in domestic adoptions, and G was surprised at the short average wait they had last year. We still haven't had an in-depth discussion about it, and are really on hold until I get a job, anyway. It was good to get some more info, though. I'm going to make him read through some of the literature. I've already read much more than he has.