A couple of things were on my mind on this beautiful September day.
Yesterday, I had an interview. It came with a writing assignment. Followed by a request to reformulate the piece. Followed by silence. Either I failed or the interviewer got busy. It is my dream job, so I’m really hoping I didn’t fail, but I will still find a way to write for a living. It is what makes my soul sing and I can’t ignore that.
But I don’t have time to dwell on that because this weekend is the Canadian National Iaido Championships. The what? It’s that thing I do where I wear fancy pants and swing a sword about. No, it’s not like that girl Jessie something-or-other. We’re not about the flashy.
I’m hoping I perform better than I did at the last tournament. I had a cold and seasonal allergies assaulting me all at once and I felt barely alive. This time, my legs are a little stronger. I’ve been working hard on my posture, my focus, and many other things. This time, I’m bringing my A-game.
I’m looking forward to spending quality time with friends I see rarely. Perhaps I’ll even make some new ones!
I’m about 90% packed. Some of my things are stubborn about drying. It will need ironing. The camera is charging and I’ve cleared the memory card in case anyone from my dojo wants their grading filmed. Oh, and they’ll actually get a copy because they should. Left to pack also are toiletries like toothpaste and such. Still need to empty some things from the car and put gas in it. Garbage to take out after breakfast too. Almost ready.
Off to dream nice things I hope.