Currently bearing down for the storm.
Last night I joked about becoming a nun. And for many good reasons:
1. No worries about what to wear in the morning.
a. no worries about what colors are in for this season
b. I would always fit in
2. No worries about money
a. who needs to buy groceries when you can have musty porridge every day?
b. no car to take friends out to eat (few friends for that matter)
3. No worries about employment
a. your job is pretty much intrinsic to “nun”ness
b. you can never be underqualified or fired
4. No worries about boys/guys/men
a. no friendships that change when they get girlfriends
b. not becoming the girlfriend that changes his other friendships
As tempting as a spiceless life of black and white may seem, I guess I’ll keep plugging away instead. I may need hobbit feet to get through what is becoming my life.

I had my second interview at Barrett (www. Barrettenclosures.com) yesterday and spent an hour of my life listening to the CEO humble me but with light at the end of the tunnel. It looks more and more like this could be an amazing opportunity. This is pretty much a career that I could begin as early as tomorrow morning when I go back in to shadow Mike (CEO) for a couple hours and to talk details. He wants to teach me everything he knows. And I am ready to learn. It could just be a whole lot to handle. But here I am, literally almost penniless needing a job and this could truly be amazing. Maybe I should just drop out of school altogether. Oh, how easy that all sounds. How wonderful the days were prior to 21 credits, an empty bank account, bills staring me in the face and drama-less friendships.
Prayer. Thank you sir, may I have another?