I have very little to say tonight except that…I HAVE A JOB!
It is temp to perm, but is for an employer I believe in and whose philosophies on the body and health really match mine. I felt so great at the interview and felt like I could really belong with the rest of the staff. I will be able to help people in their journey to health and be a part of that, which I love.
So! I am excited but also TERRIBLY nervous about fitting in and learning new stuff and aaahhhh. Crazy but…so, so glad.
This job will also let me gradually get back into working. A couple shifts, then 25 hours, then full time which I know will be SO helpful for me as change…well. Change is not my best friend. So it’ll be a gentle transition amd while I could use full time hours NOW, I better understand how I work best and really, this will be so good for me. If I honor my sensitivity and listen to myself, I know that this slower transition will help me to be more successful.
Thanks for all your love and support, friends. Truly. I don’t honestly know where I would be without knowing you were there. I know I still will struggle but damn, if this doesn’t help for today. Today, I am grateful and can breathe.
Okay guys. There is basically zero point to this post other than to say I haven’t felt so good all evening so I have been lazy, whining and not writing.
Then when I decided I needed to put SOMETHING up, I was already watching thid special on David Blaine.
Guys. GUYS. This dude is so messed up! I say this like putting himself in blocks of ice and what not didn’t already give you a hint. But holy HELL. He is just…well, I don’t even know. His magic isn’t like David Copperfield let’s-make-a-train-disappear kind of illusions. I have no idea what to call it!
He puts ICE PICKS through his hands! He spits KEROSENE! He gnaws off the corner of cards and bills then SPITS THEM BACK TOGETHER!?
Yeah. I don’t know either. I mean, when you can make Ricky Gervais all skeeved out and physically uncomfortable by something, you’ve really arrived.
He is crazy and he will die like Houdini I am sure of it. Succumbing to his own feat of nutballness. Suffocating in a glacier or something. In the meantime WHOA! You go, crazy dude.
This is all to say that crazy magic is the reason this post is tomorrow for the Eastern folk. If you’re not on the east coast I COME FROM THE FUTURE AND IT IS DARK!
Yeah. I know it is after midnight. It still counts. NaBloPoMo strong!