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Monday, Monday, Monday!

Monday was my job interview! In the morning, as part of my goals, I went out for a bike ride. Except before my bike ride, I had a cinnamon roll for breakfast. My mom made homemade ones the night before and I figured I'd eat it, then go work it off. WORST. IDEA. EVER. I was dizzy and felt weird and as soon as I got home, the heartburn started. At least, I think it was heart burn. My throat was burning like it'd never burned before and I could feel gunk in it, yeah not good. I was freaking out because I had my interview in a few hours and I just wanted it to stop. It eventually did after I tried not to think about it. And had some tums.

While waiting for my heartburn to stop, I finally watched the season finale of NCIS with my mom. It made me SO mad! I won't spoil it here. I was very very very upset and it's going to be a long wait of Tuesday's until it comes back on again and I find out what happens!

Job interview. I got to the store twenty minutes early. The bestby called me and gave me words of encouragement. I walked into the store ten minutes early. The manager was on call so all of us girls had to wait thirty minutes. They told us to wait in the perfume section so all of us walked around, smelling everything. Eventually that got old and we all got into a circle and became friends. All of the girls were really nice.

The interview went ok, I thought. Since there were so many of us, and she just called out a question for us all to answer, someone always said what I was going to say before I said it. The girl next to me was very very talkative. I answered as many as I could though, and did my best. Whatever happens, happens I guess. I just really hope I get the job there. They're only hiring seasonal employees which is what I could work which is cool. Fingers crossed!

The bestby had to work a shift at his store an hour after my interview got over, so he came early and we got lunch! It was so cute. I felt like one of those old couples, catching lunch during lunch breaks. It was so fun :) We went to a sandwich shop and the bestby was overwhelmed by all the options.


He finally picked one! 

The sandwich bag wall!

I felt like I was in Paris on our little lunch date.

Since we ate outside, there were little birds everywhere. There was this really cute one who came up right next to me. I gave him a little piece of cookie because I loved him, and guess what! He took the cookie and flew right away. RUDE! Then he came back a few minutes later. I didn't give him any cookie so he wouldn't leave and was trying to get a picture of him, but he caught on to me and left. I wanted to wait for him to come back but the bestby had to go to work. So I left a trail of cookie crumbs all the way to his door and outside his store so hopefully the birdy would come back and he could get a picture. The birds didn't eat the cookies though, they were still waiting out there when the bestby got off work. Oh well. Their loss! 

It was a great Monday :)

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