Did I mention?

That I'm bad at waiting? I am the most impatient person I know (other than Wen that is). I'm not good with uncertainty and try my hardest to avoid putting myself in a position of uncertainty. So here we are again, waiting to hear about Carl's job. The issue continuously running through my head: this is the perfect job for Carl. If he's not chosen for this, how will he ever find a new job??? Not so nice since I'm trying to be a supportive wife I know, but I'm really stressing out about this..so much so that every minute I'm waiting for a call from Carl, hoping for some good news. I feel like I can't work, can't sit still, can't do anything until I hear one way or the other. That way I can either be preparing for the change or letting things go back to normal. It's the unanswered feeling of hope that I think I have the most trouble with. I think I'm obsessed! Hope that this place calls (again) and that Carl gets the job....