timing

timing is an odd thing. monday morning i went to wake tutt's up with a complaint about how stressed i am about finding a job, and becoming an adult. mid complaint the phone rings and i answer it with a shaky voice. it's a teacher, calling and offering me a job at a local prep school. elated i celebrated all day, and get another call from a nonprofit i've been dying to work for (seriously... i heard to director speak a few months ago at rainbow services and have been talking about her nonstop). now i have a contract to sign, and an interview to look forward to. with all that on my mind, i've got a garage sale to plan and an apartment to clean.