Yesterday I got a call from a Company in the far north burbs for an interview. My first call in 9 ½ months, I quickly accepted a time and got ready the next morning. I got the map to get there and realized it was an hour and 45 minutes to get there; minus the morning rush which took me an extra hour. I took off at 8:30, arrived at 11:30 for an interview that was supposed to take place at 10. Anyway, the interview went pretty well and we both agreed to give a day to decide the next move. I would love to say there is nothing to decide but ultimately there is. Estimating the time factor to get there if I were to land a gig there puts me in hesitation. I looked up train rides to see if that would give me more of an edge but that still wouldn’t help me without getting a cab. I’m really dealing with the boonies here and for once the cash may not help going that far. On my way home I took the long way back (21st Halsted to 143rd) to think about it and consider my options. Now that’s left for me to do is sleep on it.