I'm not going to lie... I am disappointed.

I don’t think the new job is going to work out.  I have never been this disappointed in my life.  I guess I counted my chickens before the eggs hatched.  I was so excited about the work that I was going to be doing there, it is sort of numbing that I will have to stay here doing what I am doing now when it doesn’t really fulfill me.  This isn’t what I felt like I was made to do.  My brain is supposed to work harder; I am supposed to be doing something that will change the world.  Haha.  Sike, let me stop.  In other news, my current job is throwing more money at me to get me to stay so I guess I should jump on it.  I am going to give it until I get back to make my final decision.  I just really didn’t see myself doing what I am doing for another year or ten years.  Oh well. 

Zoey is pretty much completely potty trained.  She hasn’t worn a diaper (except for nighttime) in two weeks without any accidents.  Since we are leaving for the beach in a few days, I am trying to decide if I put a diaper on her for the ride or just let her go diaper-less.  I guess I will go do some research.  Lord, I can’t wait to get away… 7 days at the beach is just what the doctor ordered.