Your Name Isn't Cindy, And You Aren't In Chicago

Dear Portland,
I got some news about you today,
"yeahh, just so you know portland feels bad and is going through treatment right now. she only relapsed once, other than that things are going pretty well."
I commend you in your efforts. I know it's hard but just hang in there. I will be back home to support you soon and we can start to rebuild our broken relationship. I do have to warn you though, I am in charge this time and there will be no overwhelming, consuming, power plays displayed by you. None at all. It's all about me. I'm in control now.

This morning my phone rang at 8:10am. Waking me up and effectively ruining my morning. I thought that was going to be the worst part of my morning. I got up at about 9:45am and tried to check my message. The call was from a 406 number, good news. I dialed my voicemail and got my own greeting which is not what usually happens. I hung up and then called my voicemail a different way. Same thing. I tried pushing buttons and typing in numbers when it asked for my password but the problem was, I have never set up a password for my messages. I went to the the T-Mobile website and looked around and tried their stupid "live support chat", but of course it didn't work. Finally I decided to call tech support, one of my very least favorite things to do, ever. Guess what, we don't get to push buttons anymore, it's all voice recognition, awesome. After a few tries I got through to a real life person who then transferred me to a different real life person who helped me out and it all worked out.
This story is all a set-up for how my day really went.
I listened to my message and it was the manager from my coffee shop. Colter Coffee Roasters! I called her back, left a message and she called me back. I have an interview at 8am tomorrow! I know, horrendously early for me, but I will be their. And I'm really excited about it. I'm also really nervous, which is weird because I haven't gotten nervous for an interview in awhile, but it's a whole different playing field here.

In other news, I started working on some pen and ink tracings today which are turning out cool, but because I'm working on the floor, my neck and lower back hurt. While I was working on these, I was listening to a podcast called, "Stuff You Missed In History Class." I learned about Catherine de' Medici (the dark/black queen) and she was pretty interesting considering she was an orphan and then became queen, kind of a bad ass if you ask me.

Wish me luck on my interview!