Trolling Craig'slist today, I found out that the House of Pie (yes, the HOUSE OF PIE) is in need of a server/cashier. Well, I took it as a sign. Found two other restaurants in the area looking for part-time help.
Various printer hang-ups, typos, traffic and missed friends and an hour later, I decided the universe was trying to tell me to slow down again. I don't know why, I don't know what, but I couldn't handle another boo-boo to Grace (let alone afford it!).
But I needed verification of my superstitions, however. Called Daniella--she would honestly tell me if I were crazy. No answer. I called Kate--the most rational person I know. No answer. Julia was at work. I called my mom. She said I should just go home.
I'm just hoping the universe is helping me out. House of Pie, I'm coming tomorrow.
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Yup. Maybe I will tell you this once a week: you move quickly enough already, you'll still get there even if it's not at warp speed.
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