Only one person barfed at my house today. That's GREAT! The Short People are acting somewhat charitable toward one another again. SPECTACULAR! The Missus and I are finally gaining some ground on the housework. She's been battling the laundry with some help from my Mom and I've suddenly found motivation to scrub things. (I think Target puts some good stuff in the Method cleaners. Hope it's not habit forming... or maybe I do.)
I've got a gig tomorrow. Nice. After a total debacle two weekends ago I could totally use one that goes right. And now the big news. I gave my buddy in Nashville a call about mixing at a stage at Cornerstone in June (it's a big Christian music fest that's basically the who's who of the industry). I'm in. To quote the guy, "Jonny, you need to come to Cornerstone with us, hand out a thousand business cards and quit your day job when you get back."
Between that and a number of other opportunities that are popping up locally and on the road it looks like I could be burning through the time off I've racked up at work this summer. It's making The Missus nervous for me to be talking about freelancing again so I'm not hanging my hat on anything just yet. It is a pretty sweet daydream to think forward to the day when I can tell my boss off and grab my tools but realistically that's likely still a long way off.
The simple fact that I can rely on though is that God provides. If it takes surviving through two awful jobs to finally get to the point where he can put me where the deepest desires of my heart will be met then I can hang on a bit. Meanwhile I'll just be praying about help making good decisions and asking the praying type folk that I know to put in a word for The Mister as well. To all that already have, thanks, and good night.