Life Goals

Here are some of my life goals.  I'm always adding to them, but as of now, this is what I want to do with my life!

Life Goals:

1)      Get a Masters

2)      Get a Doctorate

3)      Get Married

4)      Have Children

5)      Get Realtor’s license

6)      Flip a House

7)      Open a Retreat Center

8)      Write and Publish a Book

9)      Record a CD

10)   Invest in a business endeavor

11)   Become Fluent in Spanish

12)   Become Fluent in French

13)   Become Fluent in Italian

14)   Become Fluent in German

15)   Become Fluent in Mandarin

16)   Earn $100 from Adsense in one month

17)   Earn $250 from Adsense in one month

18)   Earn $500 from Adsense in one month

19)   Earn $1000 from Adsense in one month

Are You Afraid of the Dark?

I am... at least sometimes.  Mostly its in the basement.  I don't have a scary basement, but there's just something about it that really makes my skin crawl and my heart pump.  I turn the lights off, and as soon as I turn my back and face the stairs I get this uncontrollable urge to run up the steps.  I've tried different techniques... forcing myself to crawl, walking backwards (not recommended) and just saying out loud, "walk. walk. walk."  Nothing works!  No matter what I always end up running up the steps.  I know its a completely irrational urge, but it still occurs.  Sometimes, after I turn on the lights, I jump into bed, making sure not to get to close to the edges.  What the heck is wrong with me?

Anyone else have this particular problem?  What are some other irrational fears that you have that you should have gotten over when you were 5 years old?

Goodbye Marshall (On Nostalgia)

I have just finally officially finished moving out of my apartment in Marshall, and even though I’m very much happy to leave this town, I can’t help but be somewhat nostalgic about the last 16 months of my life.  I think some level of nostalgia is expected and healthy for any major life change—and this is definitely one. Part of me doubts if I was ever actually called to Marshall; I don't know if I was ever truly happy.  While I will miss many of the youth there, I will not miss the town in general.  Nevertheless, I learned a lot, so overall I know it was a good experience.

Why do we feel nostalgia?  Beats me--put perhaps its an apprehension about the future and thus a preference for the past.  Maybe its just that, as humans, we have trouble letting go or changing, even if the change is for the best.

I don't have a job yet, I'm basically poor, and I'm not sure what I'm doing with my future, but I am happier now than I ever was in Marshall--so, so much for nostalgia, I'm moving forward!

Job Hunting Sucks

I resigned from my job as Youth Minister at Holy Redeemer Parish in Marshall. It was a slightly impulsive decision, but I don't regret it, and I am the happiest I have been in months. 

I have big dreams: I want to do some freelance speaking and music gigs at parishes around the state.  I want write blogs and hopefully gain some passive and supplemental income from it.  I have numerous books in process, and would like to actually complete one.  Finally, someday, I think it would be awesome to open a retreat center for Christian couples.

Until then, I need a job.  I am down to $170 in my checking account X_X !  I just need anything... Caribou coffee, a waiter, heck, even a janitor position... I just need money.

So, if you could keep me in your thoughts and prayers I would greatly appreciate.  If you have any  leads for jobs that would be even more awesome.