I did forget the best part of my last blog. To those of you who have been following this blog since the beginning...(can't believe it has been 4 years), first of all thanks for staying awake, I mean, reading them, and you know that I have been reassured on occasion by certain songs and signs that I am doing the right thing or making the correct decision. For example, the sermon in Kansas City at my cousin's church about hitting the "reset" button and starting fresh (notice I said MY cousin, Anna! :)), the song by Sugarland, Something More, that says I'm gonna take my chances, taking a chance I might, finding what I'm looking for, there's gotta be something more... Well, it has happened again. I took that other job because, like every other human being and living thing on the planet, I am getting older (and better) and I'm going to need medical insurance down the road. You also know that I applied to the TSA (Transportation Security Administration) to try and get a job working at Phoenix airport. They contacted me for an airport assessment (the next step in a long list of steps) for Virginia, again. But, this time a representative called and asked if was still holding out for Arizona... I told her I was and she directed me to call a number and change my primary airport to Phoenix. It seems that the first airport you apply to is your primary airport, so I called and now when an opening comes up in Phoenix, I'm on that list. It's a permanent part time position (about 20-25 hours), but it offers full time benefits. I discussed this with the new boss...(actually the old boss who is new) and he is more than willing to work around my schedule at the airport if and when it happens. And that is the "sign"...the representative called out of the blue (in fact when I contacted TSA about a question I was told to relax, eventually the testing would come up). Because of that phone call, I now can revert to the old plan and work both (3) jobs if I want... with the other company I couldn't work for anyone else in the security field. So, I am soooooo glad I decided to go back to the Convention Center.
I can't begin to explain how much I enjoy what I do...to be able to get paid for a job you enjoy makes work (that damned four letter word) so much better. Hanging with the Detroit Lions this weekend was a blast...(even though the Cardinals woke up and spanked them on Sunday). And seeing my friends at the convention center who all said that are so glad that I am back...(they don't know me at all, do they?). There is genuine relief that I have, yet again, made the correct decision. So, tonight I will go out and perpetuate one of the terrible decisions I have made and can't seem to get rid of...rooting for the NY Jets. Once again, they have a back door open with a possibility of making the post season and I am not sure which game will insert the knife and tear my heart out this season. If they follow tradition, they will win tonight and then, with destiny in their own hands, fall flat on their faces and drag into bitter disappointment again...(eternal optimist I am not with this team). The best thing about tonight's game is the food menu at the place I will be watching it. Ah, the woes of being a Jet fan. And with the Mets trading away last year's Cy Young winner for prospects, it looks like a bleak baseball season for the Amazin's. But that's a rant I will save for later, after all the trades and free agent signings are over. Have a great day!
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