There's absolute quiet in my house. All I can hear is my typing and the birds outside. And i love it.


I've learned something very very important this week... Don't get your hopes up. I say it to myself every time an opportunity comes along but there they go. My hopes sky rocketing to the highest points possible.A little excited is nothing, but don't get those hopes up. Supposedly I have a phone interview this weekend with a lovely family from stamford connecticut. All I have been told since i heard about this family was how fabulous and perfect they were for me. Big house (which didn't matter to me so I was slightly confused), 2 great young kids (which i am looking for-young kids) and a baby on the way. and the parents are an artistic type who travel very often. So I left the room ecstatic. They did sound perfect. Over a couple of day I start looking at the location and WOAH- living costs are ridiculous there. I start to freak, slightly, but my hopes are still up. Finally after the weekend I have some questions for my placement director. How's the process going? Are they still interested? And she tells me in a very happy tone that the interview is on it's way for the weekend. One more question," I didn't ask before and I'm not sure if you told me but this is a live-out position right?" Her face tells me everything before a word can get out. No, You would never be able to live there. Living costs are ridiculous there. But there's a great guest suit on the back of the house. You'll love it.
Supposed to calm me right? Not at all. In shock I walk out of the room nodding my head trying to wrap my mind around this family now. My stomach drops. Eyes are wide. I thought for sure I put in my questionnaire packet i filled out i put - LIVE OUT. So then after some people gave me encouragement I decided to see her at the end of the day. Another girl who is on the phone with her, tells her. So i walk over at the end of the day, she's pulling out of the drive-way leaving for the day. I wanted to pull my hair out. Just as I was getting the confidence to talk to her, she leaves!
So late last night i wrote her an email. Who knows when I'll see her next.

Anyhoo. Moral of the story- don't get your hopes up. AND this is your life- don't try to please people do things the way you want it to be done.
ex: Top priority for me is being a live-out. Living in is uncomfortable to me, and I'm not going to compromise.