I heard back . . .

I heard back from the company that I applied to . . .

On Monday, they called back and apologized, but the position that I applied for was filled by another candidate, but they still want me to work with their company and want me to get my foot in the door while gaining some more experience (because I was lacking in that department).  He told me that the position they had for me would be working with the clients at their homes and that there were 2 positions open: a 32-hour and a 40-hour, both with the same pay.  I told him that I preferred the 40-hour because it was full-time.  He said that he would let me know, but he couldn't promise anything because there is another person they are considering as well.  So, he asked me to visit one of the homes with him and get a feel and look around.  At this point, I didn't want to mention anything to anyone because I was unsure about it.  I knew for a fact that I was not going to take the 32-hour position because the hours were Thursday-Sunday 2:30-10:20 p.m.; I didn't feel willing to give up my whole life for a part-time job that was not what I applied for in the first place.  So I kept this hush-hush until I knew, knew.
Fast forward to Wednesday afternoon . . . I met him at the home.  It was a duplex located just a town over and there was 8 residents total: 4 guys (on the "guy side") and 4 women (on the "girl side").  The clients seemed so happy, sweet, interested, and excited that there was a new person in their home.  They were people that I could see myself getting used to.  :-]  I could see myself cooking their dinner, packing their lunches, decorating their home for holidays, planning birthdays, get-togethers, planning game nights.  Then, when I began hearing about the day-to-day routine in the home, the mood changed completely.  I would have to help them bathe, use the bathroom, clean up feces, urine, throw-up (if necessary), worry about the guys walking around without pants on (which does happen frequently), drive them around so they can take care of their errands, etc.  All of which I felt completely uncomfortable with and in my opinion, this was not Social Work and I would not be able to complete my Social Work training under this position, so . . .

. . . I turned them down.  

Krissy sure was happy to hear that I would be staying at Omni longer.  Now, I am kind of in "job-searching limbo."  I don't know what I want to do.  I know that I need to complete the training for Social Work within 1 year or else all of the last 16 weeks was a waste of time, money, and gas.  I want to start a career, working 9-5, getting paid salary rather than hourly.  But, I want to know that I have worth even if I don't have those things.  I went to school to begin a career and as of right now, I'm unsure of what that ideal career is. 
You know, I could see myself being an Academic Advisor (at either the high school or college level) . . .  

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Some changes

My body is telling me that it is time to make some changes!  Lately, I have been feeling so bloated and unhealthy and have been thinking about doing Weight Watchers again.  And P90X again.  And the colon cleanse again.  I hate those thoughts!  I love my food too much but I have come to realize that this is my problem!  The other night (Sunday), I weighed myself and I was the most I have ever weighed: 146.3!  Holy moly!  I wanted to bawl!  I have never weighed that much.  Ever.  The following morning, I weighed myself and I was 143 exact, so we will go with that as my starting weight.  I remember that I used to tell myself If I ever get in the 130s, then it's time to lose weight then it became If I ever get in the 140s, then its time to lose weight.  Well, I have made it my goal to get down to a weight that I've wanted for quite some time: 125.  If I reach that and I see areas that still need work, I will increase my goal by 5 more (120, 115) until I am happy.  I am a short girl, so those goals are definitely healthy.  
Now, a 3 month commitment is not much to ask of myself, so I will commit.  If you look to the right side of the screen, I have added a little 12-week column so that you can help me track (and keep me accountable of) my weight loss.  I hardly ever tell people my actual weight, but there you have it . . . shhh!  I have added my start weight and body fat; hopefully those numbers will begin to decrease quickly.  I will be updating my weight loss (and gains) every Saturday.  I made a vow to Josh and myself that I will not quit either of those regimes until I have reached that ultimate goal.  Josh said that once I get to 125, he will buy me a new workout wardrobe and a new pair of workout shoes.  On top of that, I will have a nice, tight body for a wedding I'm going to (where I will reunite with some family) and hopefully engagement pictures won't be too far behind the weight loss!  I better get to work!     

Now, don't let me quit my goal.  If you see that column gone (or not updated), get on my butt about it!  :-]   

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The famous and the original

The famous Superdawg . . .


We had our dinner here tonight.  This yummy place was featured on the Travel Channel's Hot Dog Paradise.  And we can officially say that we now know why.  What we don't know is why they only have one "Superdawg."  Everything else is either hamburgers or chicken.


. . . And the (like, THE) original McDonalds

Who woulda thought that the original we're-gonna-get-people-fat-and-addicted restaurant was just around the corner?  Cool thing is that we found it by accident.  We pulled into McDonalds because I had to go pee and I became suspicious since this McDonalds was literally 50 feet away from the one we pulled into and I said to Josh, Eww . . . how fat can American get? Why is there another McDonalds right there? and then noticed that this one was gated in.  Google confirmed it! :-]  This #1 McDonalds restaurant is now a museum.

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