So in keeping with the plan, I've dyed my hair darker in order to appear more professional, hireable, whatever. There is still a lot of red in it though, and so I have probably defeated my own intentions. Although on the bright side, (not the bright red side) I do look more italian with dark hair. (And by "more italian" I mean italian.) I'm sure you can tell that I am both excited and nervous about this interview I've got tomorrow. I haven't been on an interview in a couple weeks and I was starting to worry that I was going to give in to the urge to hide away instead of getting out there and pushing myself. My dad says I should do something everyday that challenges me. It is good advice that I have decided to take. And so tomorrow morning I will find my way to the high school and present my nicely groomed self before the principal and director of religious studies and hope they realize that I am the italian teacher they've waited their whole lives to meet, because I am.

But I'm nervous. This week I've spent most of the day each day working on my job search. I started by creating for myself a database of schools, complete with phone numbers and locations. This is just the sort of task for Excel, however being lame with computers, I am using Notebook. Tuesday I called over 60 schools and sent out about 12 resumes, and today I called about 30 of the schools that I had left messages with yesterday and sent out another 12 resumes. I have been a busy little beaver.

Ugh, no one wants to read about all this. Suffice to say, I've been working hard and concentrating on this situation quite intently this week and to show for it, I have an interview tomorrow morning. =-)

I'm really hoping that tomorrow goes well, or at least that it doesnt explode all over my brand new hair and my brand new outfit. Anyway, I've got to look up directions to this place and look over the school website again before bed-- so this blog will have to see itself to a point another night.

gnite ... wish me luck.