Andrew's Interview

Sitting here in a Starbucks in Everett, Washington (North of Seattle) waiting for Andrew to finish his final interview with this company. He might know by the end of the day if he has the job. It's hard to focus on school work. He might be done in half an hour or he might be done in an hour and a half. I'm jittery. We applied to an apartment this morning. It's beautiful, top floor lots of light less than 10 years old. I go so far as to call it posh.
Andrew will know by tomorrow if he has the job. It seems really likely. He already had and hour long phone interview. This is supposed to be like one last final check to see if his skills match his resume. They're going to have him design something in solidworks and he's the only one they're interviewing at this point. At least that's my impression... but people lie. They can mis-communicate. I think I'm more nervous than Andrew. His interview is supposed to be 2 to 3 hours long. Here's what Andrew said to me this about ten minutes before he drove off to go to the interview.
I was fussing with his shirt. He shoed me away from my fussing, leaned back in his chair and stretched. I must say he looked spiffy in his gray suite. "Do you know how I deal with anxiety?" he asked grinning.
"How?" I asked.
"I don't worry."
harr harr.... but true. That's the best way to deal if you can.

The Chickens Go To Live With Mom And Dad

The chickens don't know they've moved a hundred miles. They just think the scenery outside their cage as changed.

Andrew and I spent Friday afternoon and evening along with Saturday morning constructing a new chicken run (almost exactly like the old one) and moving the chickens to Gladstone to live with my parents. I'm still a little sore from it. Who knew using a staple gun could be such a workout?
When we got home late Saturday afternoon, I looked at the empty chicken coop in our back yard and started crying. Silly of me? Maybe. It's not as if they died. I can still visit. All the same I miss they and the back yard is oddly silent.
I've been refusing to admit it to myself but my emotional reaction of giving away the chickens probably has a lot to do with my fears about the uncertainty with respect to the immediate future. Andrew might be moving away in a week to start a new job north of Seattle. I still have six weeks of school left. If he gets the job, we will only see each other on weekends and of skype for the next month and a half. That's not so bad... lots of people do that. I've been acting like it's not big deal or a least trying to. I shouldn't because it is. So there. I admit it. Uncertainty and the likelihood that Andrew will be 5 hours drive away scares me. Isn't writing great. It makes me oddly honest.

Dead Witch Walking

I just finished the first book in the Hollows series. It's fun, fluffy and I loved it. I guess I might call it a guilty pleasure, but I don't feel guilty in the least. It's like chocolate cake. I enjoyed it to much to feel  even the least big guilty about its lack of vitamins or fiber.
The only thing that gives me a twinge is the fact that I spent so much of my spare time reading this that I didn't spend any writing my Snow White book this week. Watch out for addictive books. They are dangerous and delightful. May cause lack of sleep and laughing in class...
I confess that I was actually reading this during an extremely boring presentation in the seminar that I go to on Mondays and this book made me giggle aloud in the middle of class. A couple of people turned in their seats and looked at me. There was nothing particularly funny about the boring presentation.

I am proud of this picture

Humming Bird and Azalea

The same humming bird and Azalea 2 seconds later

I took this picture on the OSU campus between Merrifield and the music builing (I don't know what it's called). I damaged my lunch in my attempts to get my camera out quickly but I ate it anyway (the lunch that is not the camera). I think the picture was worth it. 

First day of term.

Today if the first day of what I hope will be the last term in my college career. I got a 4.0 last term. That's super exciting to me because I haven't got an A in a class in a long time. So today here's my to do list:
1. I'm going to try to hunt down a professor. (in an 'I want to be in you class' way, not in an 'I want to cook you for dinner' way. Just in case you were wondering.)
2. Buy some books.
3. Practice some differential equations...

A Few of My Sweaties

Pip (left) and Bear (right)

Bear

Alex's Derpy Face

Ember

Life Is Good

Salt Creek Falls (part 4)

It Really Was This Impossibly Sparkly

Peaceful

Chillin On The Bridge

 

I This Is My Favorite Picture of The Snow

Going Home

Stopped For Coffee in Eugene

Wandering Goat Usually Has Pretty Good Coffee

hmm... Andrew doesn't seem to the so. Maybe he doesn't want me sticking the camera in his face. 

Can't A Man Drink His Coffee In Peace?

I'm Falling Asleep

This picture is funny

Jamie Looks Like A Vampire

What A Handsome Guy