I spent all morning (much longer than I meant to) printing off info on B&B wedding packages in Eureka Springs. This made me excited and happy, whereas researching wedding and reception accomodations in and around Tulsa makes me anxious and depressed. I'm thinking this choice is a no-brainer.
Yesterday I spent all morning sending out resumes. All for administrative/executive assistant positions. It's not my favorite job in all the world, but at least it's a job I know I'm good at. My logic is thus: being good at my job = performance-based raises = being able to afford a house sooner rather than later, and I so very much want a house. There's this newish neighborhood in Owasso (a town about halfway between Tulsa and where I currently live) made up of small starter homes that are both affordable and adorable. I drove through it on my way home the other day (when I thought I still had a job) and it kicked my house-owning fantasies into full gear. Now all I need is a job.
I'm feeling better about life, the universe, and everything today. Today I'm taking it easy and giving myself a break (and--Girly TMI alert--my uterus is thanking me). Tomorrow I'll get busy and start putting stuff up on eBay. Maybe that will earn me enough to cover the rest of this month's bills, if need be. Not to mention all of the closet space it'll free up in the process.
And now I suppose I should sign off and go get dressed. It'll look pretty pathetic if I'm still in my PJs when Matt gets home from work. Even though this is a perfect sort of day for staying in your PJs all day.
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