Well, there's news on the employment front. I have papered the town with applications, been stung with needles for the TB test, spent three and a half hours squinting at a computer screen taking the Praxis test (I'd forgotten my reading glasses), visited offices handing in applications, and revisited those offices giving them additional information, taken requested papers to offices only to hear that they really didn't need them, pounded over the roads all over the island.

Then on Thursday Wakana decided to visit some of the golf courses to get some job applications. We decided they were all too far away to be worthwhile jobs so we stopped in Tumon so she could pick up a job application at a wedding coordiation business. She went in unemployed and came out with a part time job.

The night before she had been bemoaning her lack of qualifications for any job on the island except sales clerk.

Of course, now she has to go to work while I can stay at home and eat bon-bons.