Before I forget I have no idea what I did that now you have to scroll down to the bottom to read my blog?! Okay I have decided that my life is just plain weird. So yesterday I took the plunge and told my boss that I was going to leave. It went okay. So I was geared up to work for 8 weeks and then I would be unemployed and not know what to do. Well I was talking on the phone last night to my friend and my cell starts ringing. I answered it and low-and-behold it was a company that I had applied at. I had applied to be their financial controller, big stretch, and I have an interview next week. So their process is a meet and greet first, totally casual and informal, nothing to do with the job. It's an opportunity for them to get to know me and vice versa. Then unless things go really bad they will call me in a few days for the actual interview. It is so weird though, I don't know if I have really good luck or if God is really looking down on me and looking after me this past year?! The job is in Elk Point which is about 20-25 mins away which is nice because then I will be home every night and still close to everyone. I do think about that. I am getting really close to Jen and the girls and it would suck to not see them. Madison actually seemed to miss me when she saw me after being away for awhile. So that is it. I just find it so wierd!@!!!!

Unemployed!!

Cory told me that he would take me to be his helper while Casey is at school. So I was totally psyched. Then last night he told me that he could only guarantee me a job while Casey was in school because Casey is going to help him again when he is done school. Now Casey had told me that he didn't know for sure if he was going back with Cory or not. So Casey is in school for 8 weeks. SO I am guaranteed work for 8 weeks. I could play it safe and try to like this job better or I could take a leap and quit my job, work with Cory for 8 weeks and then hope for the best. Oh and apparently Cory's boss hates women so he won't keep me on once Casey is back because I'm a woman! SO I slept on it. Had dreams where people were attacking me and I was being violent again. This time I only hit them with a bat instead of the stabbing dreams I've had before. So my big boss was in here this morning and we were talking and I told him I would be leaving. It's done, I am leaving. I am looking forward to the unknown. I have no idea if I will have a job at the end of 8 weeks, I know that I am willing to do anything except what I am doing so staying wasn't an option. What scares me is that when I told my boss that I was just absolutely unhappy and that I had no motivation or any ideas he told me that I was doing a good job. If I had a staff member that told me that I would appreciate the fact that they have the motivation to leave and not just stay for the pay check. That's scary. Anyways, can everyone say a few prayers that everything will turn out and I won't be living on wieners and beans.

So I think that I am finally getting over being sick. Last Thursday was the worst. I felt like crap and ended up going home early. Then Friday morning I woke up and had NO voice, none. I have never had no voice. I have sometimes had a raspy voice but never no voice. I was able to talk enough to call in sick and by 3pm I finally was able to talk pretty normal. I ended going out Friday night. Sorry Char I didn't stop and chat. I think that people probably think I am pretty rude but sometimes I think that I am being invasive when I interrupt a conversation to go and say hi. Anyways it was an okay night. Then Saturday I convinced a friend to put in my hair extensions. We got a little over half way done and then I had to go because I was going to another friends to watch the hockey game. My hair just wasn't as full as it could have been but no one could tell that I wasn't done because we had done my whole head we just had to go back and fill it in a bit more. So I went to a friends and then to a bar for karaoke. This guy came up and introduced himself and asked me who I was. I told him and he said "Oh you are ****'s little sister." I said yep I was. He guessed me to be about 21-22. So I like the hair. I had started this post yesterday at work and didn't get finished so I have new news since I started the post. Last night I went to my brother and sister-in-laws because she was going to trim my hair. So while I was there my brother started talking about work and he told me that I can go and help him in March!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am going to wait a week or so and then give my notice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Can you tell I am excited!! I actually did still want to go and do physical labor for a few reasons. It would be nice to be in an office I will admit but I really want to focus on getting into shape and I hate working out. If I am helping him I will have no choice but to be physical. I also want to be as far away from women and helping people as I can. Working right in the field I will just work and think. My brother isn't much of a talker so I will be doing a lot of thinking and maybe since I won't be doing thinking work I will be motivated to finish my course because I have the books and they are just sitting there. I have until the end of June but it will creep up sooner than I think and I need to get going on it. SO I will be in Peace River with my brother working in March. I can actually tell Dave something concrete now, he had twenty questions about me going to work in the oil patch and I couldn't tell him anything. It will also give me and my brother a chance to get a little bit closer than we are now. If I talk to my brother twice a month that is a lot right now. Last time they were home I didn't find out about it until they had already been home for two days! We live in the same town! Anyways I am so excited!! I had decided that this year was going to be a great year and a friend of mine last night said to me that it sounded like it was going to be a good year. I am going to make this a good year, I am in control of my own destiny! Last night I took a picture of me in my bustier and sent it to Dave, it was the first time that I truly liked a picture of me in a long while, I actually think I looked hot! Now I hope that this all doesn't' go to my head and please someone tell me that I am being a bitch and conceited if I get that way because although I want to feel good about myself I don't want to lose my niceness.