celebrate Feb 12, the 43rd day of the year

..is not as good as 16 goals written on a hand. I look like I’ve been to goal-setting prison.

And wheee, I’ve just ordered 43T T-shirts for myself and Headapollo! Yay!

In my flap to get ready for my interview, I totally forgot to write goals on my body this morning. And then I didn’t rock the interview, or at least, I didn’t feel like I had. I’ll find out tomorrow if I get the job or not. So all in all, the celebrations aren’t going all that well. But I can still turn it around – I’m off right now to measure up and see what size 43T T-shirt I should get.

..by purchasing my very own 43T-shirt – a fitting tribute to the phenomenon which has had such a positive effect on my life over the past 18 months – and also by attending a job interview for a job I am really pretty darned keen to land. Two ways to raise a glass to 43T – potentially life-changing interview and new item of clothing with which to draw attention to myself. That’s what life’s all about.