Falling in and out of place

Again I find myself amazed by the quirkiness of life, the ability it has to turn you completely upside-down without a moment’s notice.  You think you’ve got it pegged, at which point it jerks the rug out from under you and you find yourself, quite ignominiously, on your rear wondering what the hell happened.

Christmas was small and quiet and by that token quite satisfying.  My family has always struggled financially, so there weren’t many presents under the tree, but in the end it didn’t matter since the companionship and comeraderie was so thick you could have cut it with a knife.  New Year’s Day was more of the same, and I thoroughly enjoyed our homemade sushi – my dad has proved himself (to me at least) a master chef.

In any case, here is my life in a nutshell:

What I was going to do: move back to Rexburg and work full-time at Maverik.
What I am doing: living at home, preparing for an interview next Thursday for a Psychosocial Rehabilitation Specialist position with a local mental health facility.

I applied yesterday, and had a call from them this morning to set up the interview.  It came as a surprise, honestly, since I’m fresh out of college and have no experience whatsoever in actual practice of the concepts I labored so hard to learn over the past 5 or so years.  I am eager to utilize my knowledge though, and hopefully I will land this job and get my foot in the door.  I guess we’ll see.

This past weekend I had the opportunity to meet my boyfriend’s young son (he’s two and a half) and I fell in love with him on the spot.  He’s one of the most articulate children I’ve ever met – the intelligence is just oozing out of his ears.  Of course he doesn’t understand what’s going on between his daddy and me, but then again, he doesn’t really need to.

Ugh.  My head feels as though it’s been crammed full of cottonballs.  I need to go take more Sudafed.

So…hello 2008.  And life marches on.