Work.

  So, I recently got a job.  I like it.  It's tough, but I like it.  I work in a Cabinet store.  We sell, kitchen do-it-yourself cabinets.  They are very nice to be honest.  I work with a woman named Heather.  She's pretty cool.  35, mother and wife.  Pretty easy-going and cool to work with.  I'm learning a lot with her about the job.  Half of the job, is selling to the customer and working plans on the computer.  We reach out and get to know the customer on a semi-personal basis.  I remember a lot of my clients names.

  On top of a pretty decent paycheck...  I get an early start with the benefits package, which is very important to me.  Right now, the children aren't covered by any insurance since Kendall quit Rosetta Stone.  Here I am, working full-time and starting to save money, also covering the childrens insurance.  It should go into effect by June 1st, but also requires some other measure to be made, before it goes into complete effect.  But still, I am very excited with being able to do this for my children.  I haven't seen them in a week.  A lot of it, unfortunately is because I've been working almost every day.  I take an hour and 1/2 busride to work.  The 22 and the 1.  I hop off at the very last stop on the 1 and walk to work.  It takes 5 minutes.  3, if I jog... and I have jogged before.  I walk up a very steep hill and find refuge in a pink building.  Weird.  The showroom is quiet.  Sometimes I use my phone for music, while I clean-up or check orders and call customers.  (I lower it when speaking directly with customers.)

  Then usually, I get out around 6.  I walk another 5 minutes.  (Today I ran.  2 minutes... On Sunday's I literally catch the very last bus.)  I hop on the bus and then another hour and a 1/2 home.  Meet feet kill me.  I'm usually hungry.  And it's when I start missing the kids.  It when I start missing her.  Some days she's so intolerable.  Others she still amazes me.  How I wish I didn't know her right now.

  Work is good, but I know there is room for me to improve.  It's been almost 3 weeks and I think I'm getting better daily.  And that's all that is important to me.  I have realistic plans.  I signed up for help siminar for Wilmington University.  Get some help with financial aid and take some classes.  Graduate with a degree.  I'm going out to engagements.  Hitting up some bars.  Trying to date.  I'm planning on going skydiving sometime this year.  I have a lot of goals.  I will have a car soon.  :)  Just one day at a time.

~John