wow Ouise, that's very very brave of you! I hate my job and often think about going to beauty school to become a makeup artist because I think that would be ever so much fun, but I am a chicken. Here's jobma vibes for you finding something you really like, but not too quickly. =)
Hugs for Helen!
Why do I always read whitefonted TMI stuff? Why?
Glutton for information?
Megan, you'd run the risk of being a beauty school dropout and do you
really
want Frankie Avalon singing to you?
Thanks, Megan. I'm still giggling about making Jon read the TMI. hee.
Megan, you'd run the risk of being a beauty school dropout and do you really want Frankie Avalon singing to you?
Well, if I end up being the First Lady (or the Canadian equivalent) then it might not be so bad.
DAMN LEAFS! They are BUMS! UGH!
The Leafs
lost? Oh my god! That's one of the seven signs of the apocalypse! No, wait - that's business as usual. Carry on.
Wow, 'Ouise! Go you! I have job quitting fantasies. But they all involve lottery wins or the sudden deaths of heretofore unknown rich aunts for whom I was secretly the favourite.
I hope Helen is feeling better today.
Go Ouise! Better to be happy than rich.
Megen, you could do worse than beauty school. After all, that's where Chuck Berry got his diploma.
Thanks! Making the decision was such a relief. I don't know what the schedule will be, especially since my boss is currently on vacation, so I can't talk to him about it. Still, I can start making plans. Yay!