This morning I was called for an interview at a set of hotels in town. They wanted me for restaurant (which could have been tricky, considering I wouldn't be allowed to cocktail or bartend as per my contract with my current job), but then changed their minds and want me to interview for front desk instead. And a dropped off my application at an espresso bar at the bottom of a doctors office near my church. They will be interviewing next week, and I have hopes of getting one.
In other news, my roast chicken is now a pot pie. Yummy. And for dessert...cherry pie. I'm feeling domestic. I may bake bread this weekend.
