...and then the sky opened.

On Wednesday I was driving and got a text from my case manager. She said that she got an e mail that I was to have an interview the following Friday. I was like finally. Later that day I got a call from a woman who wanted to confirm that I would be at this meeting. I told her absolutely! Progress!

On Friday I was early and waited for my interview for housing. This guy T came out to greet me and take me to the conference room to wait for L. When L came in she was just as I imagined, except in great physical shape. She asked me why I was homeless, and I explained to her what happened. How when I was in school a full time job wasn't happening. I told her I applied a year prior, and that when I was at the emergency shelter applied again with my case manager J. She was shocked. She didn't know I had been in the emergency shelter, and filled out another application. She tells me " Had I gotten a hold of that information, you could have been in months ago." J just happened to be on vacation so she couldn't ask her about it. The interview went great, and she said she was sure she could get me in the following week. RELIEF!

But I still had to make it through the remaining days. My boss mom is in town so she invited me to stay at the house. To sleep in a bed feels so great. 

Our intern from Finland arrived on Monday and DAMN! This man is beautiful! Tall, brown, tatted bald with an accent. Just so gorgeous I can't believe it. I tried not to stare at him because I was sure I would burst into giggling. So I tried staying businesslike and busy all day. He left early to get a ride with the boss back to his house. That night the game was on and mad people were at the boss' house to watch. Next thing I know here he comes with beer and a girl in tow. My boss offers the girl smoke out on the porch. He makes it a point to tell us 'she's like a little sister to him.' She lives in NY and came for a visit. We watch the game, and my team loses. We all sit and talk. I guess she was once from Finland as well at one point. I ask questions about their country. About fashion, music and movies. It starts to get late so they leave because she has to catch her plane home.

All night I dreamed of him in every way imaginable. He's the right (younger) age. His son is 16 so he probably is cool in that area. He's creative. Did I mention gorgeous? He doesn't smoke weed either. Thank God. I started looking forward to the next day. But he didn't show up. I called the boss mom to see if she'd heard from him. She told me his friend missed her plane, so he wouldn't be in today.

Missed her plane huh? I got a little jealous. I hope there isn't a surprise like she isn't going back and now they are in a relationship.

Ugh.

I don't need that.