Now what? I can’t call them. Do I send them another email? And if so, do I just include all my information again? Pretending like I didn’t send it before? Or stating that I did send it before and did they get it? Is that being a pest? Wait a few more days? Just let it go? Stop thinking about it?

And it is no wonder I can’t sleep. This type of stuff goes on in my head all the time on just about everything.

I can’t stand it.

They should just email me back. At the very least an email saying that yes they got the resume and thanks a lot for sending it. That way I’d know they got it and then if they didn’t ever call I could just write it off. But now I’m wondering what if I screwed up the email and they never got my resume. And they’ll never know I’m perfect because they don’t even have my resume.

I can’t get in my jammies and go distract myself with t.v. because I’ve got to pick up the prince from his audition call backs at 9:00. I’m really not ready to give up my life to the play. Those things are hard on the parents too. And the princess has to stay up way past her bedtime because of this too and then tomorrow I’ll have two grumpy kids.

Oh and soon I have to start worrying about tomorrow’s deposition. I’ve been very good, I told myself I wouldn’t worry until the day before and honestly I’ve hardly thought of it today. The only bad thing is that I’m almost certain I will start thinking about it tonight. Probably around 2:30 a.m. And there will go the rest of my sleep.

And then tomorrow we’ll have two grumpy kids and one grumpy adult in this house. Oh, now that should be fun.

And then tomorrow the prince might have more audition callbacks. Maybe not so I’ll keep my fingers crossed the he doesn’t. Of course, that means he’ll have to worry about the part he is going to get. He’ll have to worry all the way until Friday at 5:00 pm when he will find out and then I’ll have to pray like heck it is something he wants, or at the very least he deems acceptable because if not, there will be tears. Lots of tears. Loud tears. For an hour. But then he’ll have to pull himself together to go to his barbershop chorus’ awards banquet where he found out there is an award for rookie of the year and I think he thinks he will get that and then if he doesn’t there will be more tears.

So, there’s lots of worrying to be done this week in my house and not all of it is done by me.

But gee, I wish they’d at least email me.