I lost sight of what I came here to do a while ago. Easy to do when you're both as forgetful and ditzy as me. I remembered that today and I feel kind of lost now. I have to find some way to get back to doing what I was meant to be doing. All the while fixing the giant mess I've left in my wake. Well, maybe it's not a giant mess. It's still on this side of fixable, so that at least, is good.
All I need to do is trust that God has some higher purpose to the shitstorm of turmoil that has been my life recently and ride it out back to calmer seas. History has proven that there's always a purpose to this, a lesson to be learned if you will. Let's hope that lesson isn't "Thou shalt not curse." Otherwise I've already failed to pick up on the salient point of my life's latest debacle. I don't think that's it. Mercifully, that's probably been left to the post-crisis crisis to deal with.
And for a bit of good news: if I decide to stay here, I'll have a house to stay in. I'm not certain of the arrangements yet. However, I want a place I can paint by myself, so that's a potential deal breaker. Before we get to any of that though I still have to find a job. It's either going to be a lab tech position or straight to best buy. I'm kinda feeling best buy too. Less responsibility and all that.
Did I mention I like to play with computers?
