glowing is good.

something i have noticed when i work at the restaurant now: i am happy. i am happy to be there. it does not feel like an obligation, it feels like a privilege and it really showed in how i did my work yesterday....i worked to a chorus of kyrie eleison running through my head and if you are in prayer for most of the day while you are working, is it any wonder why much got done?

what is that about?

yeah, i got busier, but i am so happy at my hospital job that i think it is spilling over to other facets of my life -- i got a paycheck yesterday. i sat and stared at the numbers in disbelief: it is such a joy to go to work at the childbirth center, and yet they value what i do and pay me for it? this is madness!! plus my family is insured with great medical benefits at a nominal deduction (okay, not so nominal when it took 1/5 of my paycheck, but who cares?) - considering it is saving my business over $1200/month, it is really a small price to pay.

money went into the bank and my electricity can stay on for another month!! woohoo!! (boy, you think you rarely see me now, add no electricity to the fine mix and you would not be seeing me for quite a while!!) (maybe i can actually start answering my phone again when it says "citibank..." on the caller i.d.! nah...)

so i am working today, doing a wonderful catering job for 8th grade confirmandi at my church and actually received applause for the subs - can you imagine? some of the students in the class i filled in for still miss me and say i need to "get that gig back," but i explained i am working another job, so no gig for mrs. d. they were sad, but i got hugs and smiles and it made me glow.

glowing is good, yes?

a very special happy anniversary of your 250th birthday, mozart.

"...it is all already composed - but not of it written down."

indeed :)