Holding my breath

I made this black sesame pudding with glutinous rice balls for a mid-night-ish snack tonight. Mom makes this at home on occasion and after having it at a friend's house a few weeks ago (her mom made it for us), I had to give it a go myself. It turned out pretty good!

I miss cooking/baking late at night, something I'd often do back home, usually baking a batch of muffins or cookies for the week or even for the freezer, but I don't really do here now that I live with other people, but I tally that simply to adapting. But still, there's something peaceful and calming about cooking at night, with nothing pressing on time and really, not much else to do or places to be.

Visited three Asian supermarkets before I was able to procure all the ingredients.

I had an important second-round interview yesterday that I am eagerly awaiting the verdict from. Eager because a potential offer means options. I know I have options now too, but a job offer is kind of a big deal in terms of location and tactics. And no job offer (for now) is also a big deal too, because that means I'll move on to do other things.

I know I'm in a good position though because whatever the verdict, I will do something of value and I will be with people I love :) The hard thing is going to be that also whatever the verdict, and whatever I do, while I'm with some people I love, I'll be missing others. But thus is life.

Excited/Nervous. And grateful :)