I went to pick up the cat today, and somehow I pulled a muscle or pinched a nerve or something of the sort on the right side of my back, right above my butt . . . ouch.

What else . . . I don't plan on working at Foothills. I knew in my gut that residential wasn't for me, so I tried to secure a position in the day program. They called me last week, and told me that they decided to go with another applicant. I think my chances were hurt by the fact that I have my para job in the morning. Everything happens for a reason, no?

I have an interview tomorrow to be a volunteer coordinator for a local non profit, and there's an opening for an ASP para at Rocky on the district website. The latter is what I'm doing now. Something will come through . . .