Rain day. Well, kind of. Went in this morning, found out that my job has cancelled, and come home. Almost as soon as I get to the house, I discover a voice-mail. "Call me as soon as you get this..."
This happens to me-- because I make myself available. I work hard. I do what I am supposed to, and I don't moan about having to actually work. I didn't get the message. Not today.
Big day tomorrow, and I must trust that it will work out. Today, I will be looking into loans, and spending some of this anxious energy exploring my options.
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