high bed in the low chapel

I am restless. It was a nice Christmas day. There were no children around so that gave me, my sister, and my dad an opportunity to see a movie this afternoon. Woo hoo, hitting the new theatre in Palmdale. There's nothing like it.

Like I said, I'm restless. I see myself as standing so close to a huge opportunity but with no certainty it can turn out favorably. Biding time is the necessary course of action but I'm not patient and I hate waiting.

In other less cryptic news, David and Jessica both attend Monday evening mass near my work so I've told them both that since two of my friends are going, there's no reason I shouldn't be.

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It happened to my sister. What is it with ex-boyfriends emailing and calling saying they are getting a divorce? And now it happened to me.

Today was Day 2 of full-time work. I don't believe God intended for humans to work in an office from 8am to whatever. However, God intends me to do this for nine months. I submit. Everyone is very nice to me. We all got the "Employee of the Month" notice. It's not subtle how they say so-and-so "often works after hours and on her day off to get the job done." What a sucker. I'm still not gonna work past five if I can help it. The boundaries are being set early.

David and I are continuing the foxtrot lessons. It's great! We're gonna hit the Senior Center on Friday to practice.

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