It seems a long time since yesterday morning. Ray stayed home while I went to work, dropping off clean cups at Democratic HQ on my way. Not much work, but I stayed until 1 or so, going home for lunch. It was pleasant at the house, but not the same as staying home in the morning. I was already tired and it was hot out for sitting on the porch.

At 3:30, we drove back into town. Ray had a faculty meeting at four. I went to the bank and then to a job interview to be Associate Director of a battered women's shelter. The interview lasted 1 3/4 hours! The director is a very deliberate person and I talked a lot. Most of her 'questions' were scenarios which I had to respond to. Unfortunately, Ray and I were supposed to be somewhere at six, so he had gotten a ride with friends to their house, which was on the way to where we were going. But, we had to be back at the Morton at rehearsal by 7:30, so we just went there when I was done, without any supper! Rehearsal was fun.

Then we drove out to Ashford Manor, found our friends in the dark, ate some delicious dinner and helped Ron celebrate his birthday. I had made the brownies, so they were very happy to see me. In about a half hour, the concert was over and we packed up and came home. Isn't that just the way? Most of the time, any of those three activities would be lovely (interview, rehearsal, concert)--why did they all have to be at the same time?! Even two would have been more manageable.