why i believe in signs...

Okay, so im sure my last journal made me seem like the most depressed, gun-to-the-head, lost soul EVER.  Well.  something happened today.  Ya know that lil light bulb that appears over someones head in cartoons??  that happened to me today.  i realized what career i want to get into.  Ever since I went on the interview for the custom painting position...and didnt get it...it has remained implanted in my head.  i kept thinking "gee, i can really see myself doing this, this could be the job for me.  I mean, i love painting, i want to do something practical, yet still creative with my life, and there is no other skill i am more confident about.

and today, i was given a sign.

after realizing this is what i wanted to do with my life, another realization came to me:  i do not have experience in the field.  obviously this is why i was overlooked for the job i interviewed for.  and until i find a way to get my foot in the door, i will continue to be overlooked.  just as with any job.  so today, after calling different painting companies to see if they were hiring, or at least could tell me how to get hired there, something wonderful happened.  

no, none of those companies were any help to me.  

instead, as if someone is looking out for me, a posting appeared on craigslist with this title:

Seeking painter who would like to learn faux finish technique

OMG, it is my calling, i now know that!  here is someone willing to teach me the tricks of the trade, AND pay me to help paint a few rooms in her house!  So i emailed her with more enthusiasm than an email could show, and she called me back.

AND I GOT THE JOB!!!  im going to learn how to do faux painting!!  I'm gonna get the experience and get a real job now.

i believe in signs.  this woman's post was a sign that the custom painting business is for me.  Like, come on!  the exact day that I'm trying to find out how to get into the profession someone sends out an ad saying they will teach me the skills needed.  it is fate.

im so happy rite now.  i always say, "everything will work out eventually...no need to freak out, you are a good person and the time will come for you."  I was beginning to question that.

how silly of me