Oh, it's been a little while since my last post. I wasn't exactly busy, but I wasn't feeling inclined to write. Last Sunday, Mom and Ray came into the city to help me clean my apartment. I cannot thank them enough for all the work they put in, especially to Ray for his obsessive attention to detail and to Mom for the beautiful planting she did out on my balcony. Stew got in on the act, too, tackling the one item in the house that no one wanted to touch: the stove. He did a great job. What did I do? I hung curtains, threw stuff out, mopped floors, windexed things, carried stuff about, mopped more floors, cleaned the surfaces in the kitchen, and basically did what I was told to do. When it was all done, we feasted on salad, Cora pizza (the second best pizza in Toronto, after Pizza Gigi) and drank juice and tea. THANK YOU, MOM AND RAY !!! Through all this, Tobe the wonder cat followed everyone around and chattered, she ran in and out on the balcony, ate the newly planted ornamental grass, and generally left Willi alone. Willi, on the other hand, only wanted to make herself tiny, positioning herself with her head under the window fan in the living room so that her haunches rose up like a headless mound. She hates cleaning.

On Monday, I had a much anticipated job interview at Iler Campbell, coincidentally, Brendan's father's law firm. The world is small. This law firm does everything, but they specialise in not-for-profit, charity, and human rights law. How keen is that? Am I surprised? Not at all, not from what I know about Brendan and what I've seen of his father. It's a casual work atmosphere with pleasant, humourous staff (from those I've met) with a social conscience. Anyway, the interview went well, though I got more and more nervous as I waited for my turn to go in. I could hear the other interview going on, and while I was waiting, the next interviewee after me arrived. I feel like there was a lot more I could have said about myself, about my strengths and why they should hire me, but it's a little late now. Anyway, I called today to find out the status of their decision and they haven't decided yet, they're still going over their notes and whatnot.

I went back to the Petes for a few days following the interview, bringing Stinky Bee with me for some much deserved Tobe-free time. I didn't do much of anything in the Petes, spending most of my time, I have to say, sleeping. Willi got to go outside and catch things and aggravate the birds and my mother. Scarlette went in for her spring/summer tune-up and unfortunately decided she didn't like having her axle welded. Some grease exploded and shards of metal and grease went into the mechanic's eye (no, he wasn't wearing a mask) and he had to go into hospital. I was required to spend an additional night at Mom's because this horrible mishap meant that everything got backed up. Scarlette had to spend the better part of 24 hours up on the lift. Anyway, the mechanic went into surgery yesterday, and hopefully he will make a swift recovery. My car is running very nicely, but I did mention to her that what she did wasn't very nice. I think she feels guilty. I know I do.