Life is short. The days are short. And due to stupid freaking Daylight Savings Time, this one has been a whole hour shorter than the one before. Anyone else out there think that it is an idea whose time has come and gone? God, I hate it. I'll hate it even worse when I have to wake up at what two days before had been 5:00 in the morning to go to work.
In other news, Matt and I held an open house yesterday. We are now officially awash in red wine, as most of the people who showed up brought us a bottle. I started joking that now that we had all the vino, we could hold the *real* house-warming and really get down and funky. It was a really good day and tons of people showed up. We got lots of good reviews on the house, and it was nice to see many of my friends from when I lived in Boise six years ago. Those who didn't show up will never be invited to my home again. (Kidding...)
Finally, I've decided my daily schedule is officially wackadoo. The weekends aren't bad, but I don't think I'm getting as much done as I'd like to be. Granted, an hour and a half spent commuting to Emmett several days a week is taking a big chunk out of the day, but I'm also trying to juggle working out, applying for jobs, taking my online class (and I'm still sucking the big one there), and having enough down time to stay sane. I'm afraid I may have to start prioritizing--a position I've never been in before. I suppose finding a regular job should be Priority #1, no? There may be light at the end of that tunnel, as I found out last week that I'm on at least two "short-lists" for positions that I've applied for lately. Fingers crossed, y'all.