Hey there, Job. It's been a while. Nice to see you again. Welcome back.
Picture this: I'm out and about with the boys. Heading back from the library in the rain. Nothing out of the ordinary...when the phone rings. I don't know the number and probably wouldn't have answered it on any other day, but the kids are quiet so I do. It is a hospital. A big one. A major one. And they want to offer me a job...well, kind of like THE job. At least the job for now, and God willing, the job for a while to come. Not a "eh, I'll just take what I can get" job, but a "I always wanted to be a..." job. The whole reason I wanted to be a nurse kind of job.
In the end, it all pays off, and in my case, the end of this chapter is very near. I guess I've been telling myself that all along. I hope Adam is expecting a full-on, set-the table, lots-of-side-dishes dinner tonight because we're celebrating. Take that, blasted semester. I'll show you who's boss.
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