Yeah, I'd say that's what I'm feeling like.
Found a starved, sickly, stray kitten; nursed her back to health and got her some vet care. Last night she went to her new 7700 sq ft, two million dollar home. Happy ending.
Had to rush Gram to the ER Saturday night but given many possibilities, it was ok. Hemorrhagic cystitis. She was on the mend in two days. Happy ending.
I now have three employment possibilities, none of which have a clear sign telling me to take it. And the clock is ticking. Loudly. See, I committed myself to one then froze. They don't know that part yet. It's no wonder I drug myself heavily to get some sleep. I can't make this decision and it very well may be the death of me.
Out again for the next three or four days so I'll catch up when I get back.
xoxo
5 comments:
Seems to me, my dear, that maybe your life is ready for a happy new beginning of some sort.
I am thinking of you--good thoughts, of course.
Here's to having your job search end with a happy ending as well!
So that's 2 happy endings. They say things come in three's, don't they?
That's gotta be a good sign.
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Jarvenpa - Thank you; I'd like to think so, too.
Meadow - Sometimes too well - three job options in one week!
Terri - Hey, that's right. Perhaps there's hope for me yet? ;)
kt - Off to send you an email... thanks for thinking of me!
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