A telephone interview with an attorney sounds out a hallelujah chorus. Thursday, we'll have an in-person interview; in the meantime, I've been asked to send writing samples and references. Already, the attorney told me about the benefits, salary, and who I'd be working with--if I got the job. There are other applicants, but I am going to do my best. I want this stability and certainty like I want nothing else. I will be in a law office once again, if I secure this.

Tomorrow morning, I've been asked to bring my resume to an exclusive salon. I'd be coordinating the floor, a plum job with excellent salary and benefits. I just have to be likeable and stylish when I go tomorrow. I have to make them see that no one else should do this job but me.

I need this desperately. I've sent out hundreds of resumes, done crazy work, and wished on baby stars and baby-smiles. My luck has almost run out. Almost.