Hello all!  It's Beth, providing you with today's update on the Steele saga.   I am officially not hired for the position that I did the two interviews for.  There is, however, still hope since I've had an emailed reply to a faxed resume, and I'm continuing to apply just about everywhere I can.  Darling Drake managed to get some work this morning,  and boy did it help out.  The job came to us from the bartender who we talked to my very first night in town.  We went to a little bar for a couple of drinks and met him and told him how we met and made everyone in the bar go "Awww" about 200 times with our kissy-faces. (Drake just peeked over my shoulder and had a moment of sentimentality and gave me kisses...too cute, he's seeing this and turning red...and hiding in his shirt...I bet the librarians think we're nuts.)  Drake was able to reactivate his cell today, and now he has a local number! Yaay! This should make it easier to apply for jobs, since we no longer have to give out an out of state number on apps.  A trip to the food bank to shower is planned for tomorrow, and perhaps even some laundry.  Who knows what the weekend will bring, but we all know it probably won't be boring.