One Step At A Time

Hello Everyone:

I spoke to the student loan representative today and she informed me that there is a way out of one financial mess.  That's a relief.  One fire is being put out and only 99 more to go.  Essentially, I qualify for a rehabilitation program, if successful, I'll be back in everyone's good graces.  This is good.  Now if I can find a full time regular job, I'll be even happier.  I just have to quickly fill out some paperwork and fax it back, then I can breathe easier.  I guess I just have to take everything one step at a time.  I sent the bf a naughty text yesterday and naturally he responded.  He's having a serious family thing this weekend.  On Sunday, his father's headstone is being unveiled.  His brothers are in town and I won't see him until next weekend.  Maybe now, he start to move on with his life and grieve a little less.  One thing at a time.  I have to keep reminding myself to take everything, one step at a time because I tend to want things to happen immediately, all at once.  Sometimes, that is the case, most times not so much.  I'm just anxious to move forward with life that I feel the need for speed.  I'm not very good at waiting my turn.  You can imagine what I'm like at the grocery store.  Wait in line, no way, where's the self-check out?  Be patient and wait for a response from a potential employer?  Too hard.  I really should be more patient with myself and others.  Anyway, right now I feel a sense of relief that there is some tiny shred of help on the way.  Maybe there's more?  I'm holding my breathe.