A job is a job.

Ok, Ok. I got a job. Don 't get too excited, because I don't plan on it being to permanent. It's an "inside sales job" for an online university. I will be making 150-200 calls a day and working Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday. Ugh. Ten hour days and a BIG pay cut. Double Ugh. But, it's a job right? So I am happy. Or half happy. The good thing about that crazy schedule is that it allows me to take and go on interviews. Which I feel is a positive way to look at it.

The other part of this is that I am not my job. This is actually pretty hard for me to admit, because, I have always known that I wanted to be a career woman. I love to work! I love making my own money and love knowing that at the end of the day that I worked hard and made a difference. But, we moved here to make a different kind of difference. An eternal difference. Not that you can't do that in a secular job, because I firmly believe that you can. But, I can get caught up in my career woman world and forget about what is truly important. My family, my church, my God. So, while this is not my ideal job and I am fine doing it for awhile. If I have to do it a little longer than just a few months, I can live with that.

Great is Thy Faithfulness

I've been feeling really sad and really discouraged about this job thing. I really didn't think it would take this long to find a job or I would at least be a little further along in the process. I've also been having a little "culture shock". When I watch the news and the weather comes on, I automatically look at Texas, not Colorado. I also think about a friend and I say to myself "hmm maybe I can visit them soon" but then I remember. I live like 14 hours away from all my friends and family.
Because I am a person of habit and love routine, not having a routine or schedule is pretty much killing me. I miss my old life in Waco. My job that I loved and that I was good at. I loved getting together with our friends the Johnsons and feeling like I could always be myself and they would still love us. I miss our crazy and yet wonderful church in Crawford. I miss knowing how to get places and the best places to shop.
So anyway... I was writing a card to my friend who is having a hard time right now. I was wanting to encourage her and let her know that I care about her and am praying for her. I wanted to look up some scripture that might encourage her. She is such a faithful girl and truly an example in her faith to me. I looked up Lamentations 3 and read about God's Faithfulness. And I sat there and sat there and sat there. Then I smiled and gave a little wink towards heaven. God had a little something in mind for me in that scripture too. A little teachable moment. I needed it too. I have been singing the hymn in my head every time I feel down or start to get discouraged. It really does help get my heart in the habit of remembering how faithful God really is.

Great is Thy faithfulness!
Great is Thy faithfulness!
Morning by morning new mercies I see.
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided;
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!

Bummed

Bummed, down in the dumps, feeling blue, however you want to say it. I feel it. I am sitting here in my sweats watching Opera, when really I would like to be finishing a day of work. I haven't gotten a call back for my interview for this week. I told myself that I would wait until Friday to call, if I hadn't heard anything before then. So, that's on my agenda tomorrow. And that's about it.
Chris is feeling it to. He got a response back from one of the jobs he applied to and was turned down. We were both in pretty bad moods yesterday. I am still in a bad mood today. I have spent the day crying, moping, complaining, praying, and then moping some more.
The good thing is that we are fine in the money department, I'd like to for us to have some jobs so we can add to it!
My disposition could change tomorrow, (I hope it does), but for now I am down in the dumps.

quick update...

Interview went great! (Thanks for all the happy thoughts and prayers.) I was asked to come back to another interview next week and then if that goes well, two more. I know right? Does it ever end?! But I feel relieved that I have gotten this far and I know that it will all be worth it, if they offer me the job.

Putting my best face forward...

I just finished my COPD presentation for my job interview tomorrow. Don't worry if you don't know what COPD is, because no one should really know what it is.(Unless you actually have it or in the hospice business like me.) Ok, not the point. The important thing is that I have an interview. It is with Heartland Home Health and Hospice for the Director of Admissions. I didn't actually apply for this job, a recruiter found my resume and career builder and called me last week. I had a long phone interview yesterday and then we set up a face to face for tomorrow. I was asked to bring my presentation for the interview.
The job, should I get it, would actually be a promotion over my last job. My last job was purely outside sales. This is more inside sales and a supervisor role. I would actually have people working underneath me and would be responsible for hiring employees to work under me. Which, I'm not gonna lie, would be AWESOME! I like that the position would have a sales component, but my whole job is not dependant on it. Cuase sales is hard! I like that I might have an office or at least a cubicle to call my own and a more stable schedule.
I spent most of the day putting together my presentation and I am tired. Tonight, I need to make copies of my resume and presentation and of course practice. I will also be rewarding myself with a new shirt for Banana Republic for the intervew. And maybe some jewlery.
Wish me luck and say a prayer. I know that I could use them.

Mountain Fun.

What do you do when you don't have jobs and you live in Colorado? Well... go to the mountains of course! Today, we got up (late for me), got dressed and took highway 6 west to the mountains. We ate lunch in Golden and just drove. Ohhing and Ahhing at the leaves changing and even seeing a tiny bit of snow up high. Finally we pulled over and walked down to the river. It was pretty awesome to be in driving distance of such a beautiful place. Here's what we saw.

I'm Here!

After THE longest 14 hours of my life, I made it to Lakewood, CO. My adorable husband greeted me with a warm hug and a kiss. And boy did I need it. After lugging all of our stuff up 3, count them, 3 flights of stairs we are officially moved in. There is still a lot to do. Things to buy, hang up and put away. But I love here. I really do. The altitude is a killer, but a small price to pay when your view is the mountains. This week, I am trying to "take a vacation" as I only took 4 days of paid time off last year. So, we'll see how I do with that. I have no pictures to post as of yet, but I promise to get on that ASAP! Thanks for all the prayers!