Murphy Bed in Eternity

I'm going to post like 5 different posts today, so spread them out for the week.

It's been a crazy week. In a span of five days I managed to get over my fear of submitting writings for publication and interview for a new job. I don't know about the writing (and probably won't ever know) but I did get the job, which is mighty exciting. I start next Monday. Wow. I'll be working for The American Chestnut Foundation (www.acf.org) and I am absolutely THRILLED to be doing this. It's a big boost for my “career” whatever that means; I'll actually be doing something about which I care. How novel. It is kind of wicked how much I relished giving my two weeks to current job. But now they won't let me use any vacation and I have no motivation to do anything there so I'm wasting everyone's time showing up every day. Glorious New Job is non-profit so I'll be even more broke than I am currently; if anyone has any ideas for part-time work let me know. Afternoons and weekends! Just no babysitting, or working with any people who have a high probability of defecating/vomiting on themselves while in my charge. I can't handle bodily fluids. My house in heaven just shrank with that confession. It's down to a fifth-floor walk-up studio in the Harlem of Heaven at this point...Sure can't wait for my squeaky Murphy Bed in Eternity.