Well, I made it through the New Year and the Inauguration. There will be no complaints about Trump. I've decided not to worry. No matter, God is in control and has allowed him to be elected. It's all about His plan, not about ours. Bible prophecy is lining up nicely. Earthquakes in diverse places. Race wars. Crazy weather. Massive Christian persecution. Rumors of wars. The nations against Israel. Plans to rebuild the third temple in Jerusalem.
Complaining won't change a thing. God's Word is sovereign. Every prophecy in the Bible will come to pass. We are in the end of days. We are the last generation. We are going to see things we never thought we would. Some amazing. Some scary.
My arm is healing. Been using my Exogen bone stimulating machine. Been using an arm pulley system to raise my arm up and out over my head. Don't know if there is a bone in there yet since my next appointment isn't until February 9th. But Beanie-Bean has been jumping into my lap. She wasn't doing that 4 weeks ago so I'm believing I've got one growing in there by now. Dogs are pretty smart.
I even gave Sweetman a haircut last Sunday to show the manager that I could do it and how my arm moves. It's stiff. Won't be able to do a blow out or a long layered haircut for a while. Oh well...
At first she told me that she wouldn't be able to hire me back. That it wouldn't be fair to the girl who they hired to replace me (who, by the way already has a full time job). Okay. I understand the new hire ordeal...sort of. But when I initially broke my arm, the owner promised that I would have job to come back to.
Four days later, the manager called me back and said I could do two three hour shifts a week which is fine. I need to build the muscle up in my arm, and my foot is back in the door. But I will have to find something else to supplement the missing income.
To be honest, I don't see how anyone can be hired off an on-line job service. Half the places I've applied to only leave job titles and descriptions. And the ones that allow you to know who they are don't want you to call them. If they like your resume, they'll call you. That is just a weird way of doing things. Back in the day, you got to see your potential employer and shake their hand before they even considered you.
In the meantime, I'm trying to get back on track with my writing. I've had some success only to fail at the attempts. But I do keep trying. Guess you could say depression has somewhat set in. I've been trying to read a book since I broke my arm. Initially, I was just too uncomfortable to concentrate. I've got in six chapters.
Good news though, I did submit two pieces to Chicken Soup for the Soul so I'm not a totally depressed slob. I know that everything will balance out. It will. Everything takes time. God has my back.
Hope everyone is well. Hope I didn't depress anyone.
Hugs and chocolate!