Can I get a great big "what the F&^%"??

OK, I get a stupid little report every week from sitemeter that tells me (and I'm paraphrasing here,) "AIN'T NOBODY READIN' YER BLOG." Turns out there ARE some folks reading ... I actually talked to one of 'em! Shouts out to Miss A and Mr. JM ... thanks for dropping by!

So, let's play catch up:

Firstly, I am compelled to tell everyone I know to visit www.operationeden.blogspot.com Just go. Your spirit will tell you what to do next.

I have a couple of interviews in the next couple of days and FINALLY got an email from the ad agency today:

"Sorry I missed you today. Too busy. I also will be out all morning, and only have a couple of hours after lunch. I can't say anything "official", but I feel really good about making this work. The only thing I need to do is check a couple of references, if you have someone available that I could give a call. I know you had some letter of recommendation, but I better confirm who you like me to contact. If I can get them by noon tomorrow, I get rolling on them very soon.
Thanks for your patience..."

So right after that I get a phone call from him (at 8:40pm) followed by another call from the call-center in Moorhead that wants to pay someone $42k to manage folks. After establishing that it's a M-F normal hours no holidays position, we made a date. They'll be talking to me in person on Monday. I'm promising to take tomorrow and not think about any of it.

I've started going to the chiropracter again. He does trigger point therapy. I know it's stupid, but I forget how good it feels to be aligned! If you're not going to a chiropractor but have a laundry list of complaints, give 'er a whirl! I suggest, however, the trigger point thing rather than the bone-cracking. I also found that he was able to do some stretchy-thingy on my wrist and my tendonitis isn't HALF as bad as a previously good day was. If you'd like my Super Doc's name & number in the Fargo/Moorhead area, please post a comment with the question and your email address which will then be emailed to me and I will respond. I just realized I'm starting to sound like I'm ready to retire to Florida and find someone to treat this darn bursitis, so that's enough of that. Good Lord. I probably almost told you all about my last bowel movement.

My Dad & Karen are officially buying the Barrett House in Barrett, MN on Barret Lake. (shades of Marcia, Marcia, Marcia?!?) What they're NOT doing, however, is listening to me regarding what airport to fly into when Dad comes in to check it out before the final signing. I mean, I FRIGGING LIVE HERE!!! Sheesh. So far two Landmark graduates agree that I'm just mad Dad is listening to Karen's findings from the net (instead of mine FROM MY BRAIN) based on the fact that he remarried so quickly and to someone we girls hadn't pre-approved.

OK ... enough of me being a hoser. If I've learned anything, it is that the choice is mine. Any choice. Every choice. All mine. I can choose to be a whiner about the job thing ... or I can choose to take this time to truly analyze why I've been settling. Further, I can choose to just let my Dad be my Dad instead of some superhero guy that I've always thought of him as. All of this deep thinking lead me to a place I like to go to recharge ... I found a GREAT quote on Jodee Bock's site and I think I'll close with it:

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. - Marianne Williamson