Juxtapose

I got my fill of the last warm days today by opening up the windows in the apartment, letting the wind sweep out the musty smells that have accumulated, and mercilessly cleaning house as if my life depended on it. With the onset of baby-induced fatigue I've let the dishes pile up in my sink, with the already washed ones taking up a permanent residence in the dish drainer. If that wasn't bad enough, there was junk everywhere.. dust, mail, clothes all over my room and in the bathroom, books I haven't put away, and, (perhaps most loathesome of all to this sad little neurotic), a to-do list that had ZERO checkmarks on it. My house now feels fresher than a spring day, and I'm eagerly looking forward to tonight, which entails the following:

+ Mark arriving home with two sandwiches for us to eat for supper

+ Drew, Amanda, Chaz and (maybe later) Molly coming over for a Scary Movie Night to watch The Orphanage and (again, maybe later) Donnie Darko, always a cult favorite, in my opinion.

+ Eating delicious snackies and drinking foamy IBC rootbeer from glass bottles and from the comfort of my newly-vacuumed couch that is on top of a clean floor.

+ Retiring to bed at a late hour, full on IBC and french onion dip, to my bed with the millions of blankets on it, perfectly suited for all cold New England fall seasons.

Tomorrow I wake up to a new day, a clean house, and (not so awesome) a physical at the occupational health department of the local hospital where I just snagged myself a new/second job. Actually, God clearly snagged it for me, in fact. I know this for a few reasons, but none of which are so touching to me than that of the distinct absence of any concern, nervousness, or worries that I usually fret over when it comes to new jobs. I can't really think of one new job I've started where I didn't have to almost be dragged in, I was so terrified of the new challenges and meeting new people. This time, I feel as if God just plopped this in my lap, like, Here you go, you silly thing - just go on. One day I got up, went to an open house at the hospital, and almost without a true interview, I found myself on the floor I wanted with the hours I wanted, just like that. It's not always that easy, but when it is, I know who is pulling the strings, and it sure isn't me.