Well, I got a job with Terminix. I started the paperwork, and my measurements were taken for my uniform, and then I got a call that there was no money to hire me, so I was let go.

I have more irons in the fire, so there's still hope.

Also, we're moving into a new place. It needed a paint job, so I am putting a new coat (or two) on. I feel like I'm about 95 right now.