I am of an age where I have had many job interviews and I can honestly say they are one thing age does not improve, nor does time or experience help in easing nerves or anxiety. The truth is, in the job market being older is most probably more detriment than asset. Such withstanding, Friday October 26th I walked into our beautiful San Saba Courthouse to interview with our Commiss-ioner’s Court for the soon to be vacancy for County Treasurer and felt so at home, the feeling should have served as forewarning for the interview.As some of you know, I spent many years obtaining my degree in American Jurisprudence and was so disappointed in the reality that was law. I think I wrote an article about sleeping two hours a night for three years so I would not take anything away from family and how Shawn is still mad at me for vacuuming at 4 a.m.! When I picked up the application from Gayla Hawkins, we discovered we had many things in common and spent time talking. She is a bit O.C.D. too. I had not met her before and instantly felt sad that I had not and as if I had missed out on such a wonderful opportunity. I told her how for me, a job is never about a salary but about the doing of it and doing it well. I told her I have had jobs where I have been paid lots of money and jobs that paid me little money and both jobs got the exact same person, exact same effort, and exact same mental acuity and accuracy. I think maybe much of that is missing in our society today. People seem to want to make the money but get upset when asked to work for it. Meeting Gayla for the first time was like meeting a friend I’d held in my heart for years. I felt an even stronger duty to fulfill the duties of the job she was leaving should I have the opportunity to do it in her stead.I will likely arrive at my own funeral early. My interview was at 9:20 and while I told myself I would not be zealous and show up outside Cathi Miles’ office before 9:10, there I was standing in that hall at 9 :00, like a child waiting for Santa to arrive! I was facing in toward the office and heard someone say "weird" and on instinct turned around. Walking down the hall were all the Commissioners with the first applicant. I laughed and said.."See, someone says weird and I automatically assume they are addressing me!" I ended up being the next to last to be interviewed and the entire process felt as relaxed, pleasant and friendly as it had from the beginning. Instead of someone saying to me "I do not find graduating with Honors very impressive," which one of my former bosses had once said to me, Judge Theodosis compli-mented me on how well I had done. Each of them gave such credence as to why I continue to give back to San Saba, why I love this town so much, why I would want to take on such a challenging position. I have no idea what will happen with the vacancy and whatever does I know they will have made the best choice for the county and it is truly all that matters to me. I will have come out a winner even if that choice is not me. Each time I think San Saba cannot possibly show me another thing about living better, this town brings something more amazing and drops it in my lap. I wish people on the outside could understand life does not have to be lived full throttle in order to be worth something...sometimes half speed and enjoying the scenery is exactly what a person needs. If life is always lived in a blur, so too are the memories of it. I prefer to hold close my moments, savor them for exactly what they are without fastforward. I love you all with all my heart and for more reasons than I have time to count.