I always feel like I am clawing my way out. Everything is always unpredictable. It makes me mentally, emotionally and physically tired.
I want to be the surgical tech. If I don't get that job, I will still feel very content. I think I will get it, but it's too soon for cockiness. That's not my style, anyway. I am good at creating rhythm and organization where it does not exist. I will humbly admit that as a strength.
July 7th will be busy. Meetings. Important meetings. Hoagiefest, unfortunately, will take a backseat.
It's all worth it and I am happy with my life.
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