Hmm...

Between three jobs this week, I have 60 hours at work. That's right-- Family Christian finally gave me a shift. My first in over a month.
Then about 34 hours at Burger Spot and around 22 at the toy store. Needless to say, I'm coming home every night between 6 and 8:30, completely whiped.
Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for the hours. I gotta get my car in the next couple of weeks so the extra money is helpful.
And I LOVE the toy store. I'm paid to play with toys, basically. It's a lot of fun, and the people are great, but after an eight or nine hour shift of just standing, I'm ready to collapse. And somehow, seven hours of sleep in a night during the school year would be considered a good night's sleep, I can't seem to function properly in the summer unless I get at least nine or ten hours of sleep. Pretty pathetic.

But it's just for this week. Next week I should only have about 30 or 40 hours, probably. I wouldve had more but I took most of next weekend off for my birthday, and to go car hunting.
Which, by the way, is both exciting and frustrating. After months of feeling like I'd just NEVER get a car, I feel so ready to get one. And I've saved up a pretty good sum of money, enough so that I definitely won't be buying a clunker. But trying to pick one is so hard! I can't even decide what to eat in restaurants, let alone be able to pick out a car. I've only got untilI start school (August 27) to buy one.

And, speaking of school, the anxiety I had over starting school seems to be slipping away. I'm kind of excited for this next stage of my life. I feel ready to prove myself and mold my life into what I want it to be. Everything seems to be going in such a good direction. With work, with school, with my relationships, everything. And I'm so grateful to God for giving me the wisdom to make good choices and to mold the life He chose for me.
And I'm praying that He will start filling in some of the blanks.
Because there are a lot of them.