In my recent pattern of high hopes and the subsequent shattering of hope, I have now officially recovered from Monday's low (when I found out that SD#2 wasn't interested in me either), through the hiccup of receiving an email yesterday - yet another district rejecting me. Of course, it helped to do fun stuff yesterday...
I just got off the phone with a principal of a Lutheran school who will interview me tomorrow morning. I'm really excited about this opportunity, as my view of private schools has quite changed in the last few weeks.
Before I could even really process this information, the phone rang again. And what can I say, it appears that I am now going to see Dave Matthews in concert tomorrow night. Hahaha. HAHAHA. I'm at a loss for words (and yes, that does happen, though not often).
Somebody please tell me that this high flying soar won't end too soon and/or too painfully.
AND NOW HERE IS MY PROBLEM:
I have a stye (though perhaps it might be an internal hordeolum). This is not normally that big of a deal, just irritating and a bit uncomfortable. This time, however, my eye is swollen like there's no tomorrow (and quite literally so). See:
(yes, I know that my nose looks shockingly large in this picture. FOCUS ON THE EYE, DAGNABBIT!)
I've been applying a washcloth soaked in hot water, which is beginning to irritate the skin around my eye quite a bit. If you had a swollen, itchy eye like that, and you had an interview (a VERY IMPORTANT sort of interview that could be LIFECHANGING, not that I'm freaking out over here) *breathing into a bag*... So. What would you do? Would you somehow mention that you didn't get into a fight, you didn't have a facelift-gone-bad? Would you casually say "I just have a clogged oil gland duct in my eye, nothing to worry about."?