Why is it when you think you have found your way, there is a giant fork in the road and no map to be found. I thought I had found the kitchen to bake in. Then God laughed and bellowed from the Heavens, “Are you sure?? ” So then another opportunity calls, and then another.
I guess, I shouldn’t complain. But this is a hard decision to make. Once I make the decision I have to stick with it for at least a year, as that is where my permit will be located, so that is where I will have to stay. What if I make the wrong decision? What if I choose poorly, Will it be like at the end of the Raiders of the Lost Ark when the Nazi’s choose the wrong cup. He choose the fancy one, because the Son of God must have a chalice of jewels and gold. But really as we all know, the big JC was a carpenter and simple man of simple means. Choose the wooden one! Stupid Nazi. Well your face melted and you got what you deserved. OMG will my face melt if I choose poorly?
So, at this point I am clueless. Two choices, a fork in the road and no frigging map…