See Ya at the Crossroads, So You Don't Get Lonely...

To add a certain sense of adventure to my seemingly endless search for proper employment, I have decided to paste an email I wrote my buddy Kevin a week ago:

K-Diddy:

I'm sitting here trying to get it together man. I saw a great FAA job on here, but they require about a zillion KSAO's so it will take me a while to get it done, and the children are not going to let me do it. Claire has to go potty about 40 times, and Nicholas is climbing all over me while I'm trying to type. I have a midterm due (online) tonight and, of course, I have to be at church. I am not complaining about the church time but you understand that I cannot get anything done with children hanging off of me like two chimps swinging on a tree, so I am a bit frustrated that they will not allow me to get any job hunting done. Stacey may have bought us time until August, but if I don't have something by then I might be the guy that's asking you if you want fries with that burger. (Not to make fun of fast food industry workers, but it won't pay the bills.) You know what I'm saying.

On a positive note, I just had to pause to pick up Nicholas because he is in snuggle mode and he wants his Daddy. He is in a good mood so he is snuggling down. It feels good to spend some time with them because I never get to do this. Maybe it is a gift.

I hope you're having some blessings on the job search. It is dry for me today in that aspect. See you tonight in C-Town.

Pressing Onward,

Jam Master J

This was an email I sent about a week ago, but I have had a few calls and emails to set up interviews. I think I am progressing. Nevertheless, the email description is a typical day for me as I search.

I have reached a crossroads in my career path decision. I just don't know what I'm going to do now since the financial industry has been destroyed by greedy idiots. I am so lost on this, so very uncertain of what's to come. I need God's guidance in all of this. I don't know what I'm doing half the time.

Now on to more Adventures in Babysitting:

I finally put Pooka and Princess down for bed around 8:15 PM, but since they napped today until 4:30 PM, they are not very tired tonight. They are still up making all kinds of racket. It is endless. I heard Claire calling for me, but once again I chose to ignore it for about 30 seconds. Luckily, I remembered what happened earlier today when I chose to embrace ignorance, and I went in there to see what she needed. It was a terribly important ordeal. Her little baby pony who wears a fake diaper needed a diaper change, she insisted. As I went to change the diaper, I noticed there was something rather slick on it...No, I profoundly thought, it can't be...it musn't. But, of a surety, upon glancing toward my son's crib, there appeared before me a rather slickened jar of Vaseline that had been brought out of the drawer that I stupidly kept in their room. Vaseline on Nicholas, Vaseline on his crib, Vaseline all over the place. After going through the finger incident and then being so tired as I already was, I bellowed for THE OMNIPOTENT MOMMY to come help me clean all this mess that had now ruined my relaxed state. After working a full day, she was thrilled beyond belief to help me clean Vaseline off of the bedrails and toys. Of course, I have no-one but myself to blame.

I am off to finish Science assignments for my class tomorrow night. I wish you and yours a very blessed evening. See ya tomorrow!

J