My Happy Dance because Things Work Out

Things work out. They always eventually seem to. Most often in ways I don't imagine. I think I'm being blessed. 
When things are just about as bad as you think they can get, they can get worse in ways you may not be able to even imagine. 
Conversely, when things you think things are pretty much at their worst and won't ever get any better, it will get better-great even. 


After a few months of applying, and follow up, and worry, and the familiar tightening in the pit of my stomach that comes when wonders and struggles about money, all in one week-all in a day- I got promoted to a day-time server a few days a week at the restaurant I've been bussing at, I got an exciting job at Good Earth in the Wellness Center (I get to tell people what to take when they come in sick and with questions-YES!-yes that I get to help, not that they get sick), and an interview at JoAnne's (hello employee discount, I will use you well.) 


Don't ask me how I'll fit everything in, I'm just excited to be making traveling money. 


I also am happy about the timing of everything happening now, not two or three weeks ago. I think I'll appreciate all this happening now more than I would have if it happened then.