Thursday, January 3, 2008

An update: If you prayed, thank you. A mere seven hours before I was quite out of a job, therefore quite desperate, I got a phone call from a little downtown real estate office asking me to man their phones for forty hours a week. The last minute did not surprise me, in fact it seemed appropriate for God. During these weeks I still had to work on patience (not flipping out), but I was given an answer before I reached despair. For the first time in years I have a regular schedule, bonus, Z and I have the same schedule. We don't quite know what to do it's so great. We're finally feeling settled and at rest.

1 comment:

Valerie said...

Hooray! Congratulations. I was wondering what you meant when you talked about "company time" in your email. Now it is all so clear! Happy cooking (which, I know, is not your job).