Good news!

I finally got a freaking job!

I got two job offers on Friday and had all weekend to analyze and cry and pray and not know what to do. I went back and forth about both jobs and kept praying that when I woke up this morning, I would know what to do. I had an inkling when I woke up, and through a series of events only God could have orchestrated, it became very clear that I should take one and not the other. I not only will get to work with Hispanics, but that's basically why they're hiring me--to establish a Hispanic client base in a certain area. The woman in charge is really fabulous and she has a vision for the Hispanic population that includes me, specifically, and I think I'm about to be part of something really cool.

So now I'm employed, sort of. I start on November 10, so I have another month of "freedom" ahead. It's actually--finally--sort of a good thing. I'm going to try to take a couple of trips and enjoy time with Luke, and try to accomplish some things. This month will be different from the last month because at least now I know that a job is waiting for me. There is light at the end of the tunnel, and I don't have to worry about what's going to happen. Plus, we're going to have some money, and that's a good feeling since I already had to start paying back some loans, which is unbelievable.

Thanks for your love, support, and prayers. I'm sorry I'm such a trainwreck sometimes :)