The morning started off great with a wake up blood sugar at 116.  I decided to mess it up and eat a bowl of cereal, that always spikes me and I spend a few hours or more toning it down. I just did not want to have a low or feel hungry while on my job interview.

My nerves were all over the place so it did not help the spike I gave it and it took me a little longer to mellow myself out with the high blood sugars than I originally planned, but the rest of the day was interesting to great.

The interview went well, I will know by the end of the week if I go the job and will start on Monday in training if I do get it.  I felt good, nervous, but good in the interview.  I have to laugh at this day and age and it makes me feel old due to my values and what I believe it right.  The manager and trainer that interviewed me were half my age.  Neither one of them looked like they used a comb for at least a month or two and both had their shirts un-tucked and were pretty relaxed.  I sat on the other side of the table with my new hair cut and combed, a nice dress shirt and tie and my black pants.  I would wear nothing less for a job interview if I applied at a gas station job.  Just what I was taught and the way I want to present myself for the first time, they can get to know the other sides of me later. So that part was interesting.

The interview went very well and I hope to get it, but they are taking quite a few applications and right now it is really tough to find a job anywhere in Rapid City so I am just crossing all my everything and keeping positive thoughts.  I rather need this job and would like to have it as well.  It is a Internet Help Desk Technician. I would help fix and solve problems over the phone with the people that were having trouble with connection and other problems.  I think I would like that, plus it would get me back on the phone and working. What would be even better is if Soc Security hurried up and fixed my status within a week or two so I could work a few more hours.

The interview took over an hour and after I had to go to Menard's for 4 more light bulbs because I am trying these new energy saver bulbs, not because I want to, but I need to cut cost someplace, and I have all 100W light bulbs in pretty much every light so I am able to see.  I need it a bit bright with my eyesight.  I tried some of these energy bulbs before and they did not work, but mom found me some good ones and I have switched them all over now. I was resistant to them because I hate Al Gore and think he and his global warming nutties are all fruitcakes and I don't want to give them one dollar if I can help it.  I know nature and wildlife pretty well and growing up in the hills of SD and farming on its plains, I understand weather changes and patterns and nature and they got it all wrong and are just trying to make a buck by scaring people. I don't like pollution and crap like that, but what they are saying is BS.  BUT I finally did break down and do the new fangled light bulb thing because mom showed me her electric bill a month before she got hers and the next month after.  I can deal with that kind of proof.

All this time from getting out of the interview and getting home, I was checking my blood sugars and watching them slowly come down and giving myself little extra bolus all that time.

By the time I got home, I had enough time to change my shoes, take of my tie and grab my coat and out the door I went again to have dinner with my Celiac Support club at a place called On The Boarder.  Man did the service suck.  I could hardly believe that a place existed that made the young teenage servers of Denny's of Rapid City look like seasoned professionals.  In the time I was there, they must have broken 7 or 8 dishes by dropping them and our food took hours to get and they just were awful.  When we did get all out food, took them hours to bring dish, then a dish, then a dish, and I did not have my complete meal for 30 min.  So I was lightly snacking till I got everything so I could count the carbs and figure out what bolus to give.  I was somewhat lucky because by the first dish coming, I was 74 and drinking a 14 carb beer and eating some chips and salsa.  By the time the whole meal go there, I was 85 and it was ok, but a three ring circus for sure. I was not going to let it get me down for I had a great day and it was fun to be with the celiac group.

It's nice to have people like here and my celiac support group to talk to and help understand things, and to know that some of the things going on are just not me.  That some of the thoughts I get are really not crazy, and pretty well felt by others in our same situation.

I think I will go relax a bit now, been running all day, but it has been a good day.  Wish me luck for the job.

I wish you well

Robert