right here. i'm sitting in the living room of OUR apartment. my husband is playing so beautifully on the piano; i can never get him to own up to how good he is on it. so talented. and then he sings along with the gorgeous notes ringing out. sigh. it's amazing. i could listen to him, in this very restful place, all day.
So I have another job interview which I really don't want to do. I already accepted this job over at Deb; I hope I'm not the fox opening my mouth for the bigger bone and losing the one I already have.
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