What's Different?

So, I re-read my last post, and it's got me thinking.

What happened? What's different? Why did I ever diverge away from Catholic boys in the first place?

I don't know if it was I wanted the complete opposite of Heathcliff or what. I do know trying to find a Catholic boy in Columbus pretty much made me want to give up hope and dating completely.

In fact, I almost went screaming the other direction when the first Catholic boy contacted me. I looked at his profile and his message and told my roommate "No, no, no! He's Heathcliff all over again." To which she rolled her eyes, read his message, and his profile and said,  "He's your type. That's what you like. You need to give him a chance."

So why am I gung ho and okay with this now? Is it just time? Am I ready to date after 1 year and 3 months? (I'll answer that for you - no! I quite like being single, and the idea of having to give up some of myself to another person, well, that just doesn't appeal to me at all). Is it because I'm so okay with myself and being predominately by myself that I'm now being afforded real opportunities with Catholic boys?

I'm not sure. It's just something to think about, for a moment, at least.

Oh my goodness! Catholic Boys!

I have seen the light. Dating/Talking/Hanging out with Catholic boys makes all the difference in the world.

Currently, there are about three boys in play, two of which, are Catholic. And my, oh my, how different it is talking with those two compared to the not Catholic boy.

They're smart, funny, witty, intelligent, and they don't look at me like I have three heads when I mention a saint. We can play the "hey guess my confirmation name" game. We can talk about our opinions of Vatican II, our priests, and our parishes. I don't have to explain why I can only eat fish on Friday (and it's not because I want you to pay for my expensive sushi). It's like you have an instant bond with someone you don't really know.

That's not to say the non-Catholic boy isn't smart, funny, or intelligent. It's just there's not as strong of a connection there.

I'm completely open to a cradle Catholic or a Catholic convert. But now I can see why people would encourage me to date only Catholic boys.

As a side note, I start my new job Monday. It's weird. I feel like my life is finally getting some traction in the right direction.

I Turn in My Two Weeks Notice Tomorrow

I got the call yesterday. I have a full-time job starting May 28, 2012 at our local Belk as an Estee Lauder counter girl. I am not taking a pay cut, picking up insurance, and I will have the ability to earn commission on all my sales. The company also has it set up where I could move up quickly, if I wanted to. This is really a blessing. And even though I knew I wanted it, I realized I was better off letting God decide what was better for me: teaching or retail. In fact, I told Him that he could pick because Either way, He h provided for me and that in itself is enough. Thank you Jesus And thank you to everyone who prayed with me.

Tomorrow, Tomorrow!

I have internet again! And I think the interview went really well, but it was really intense.

Now, we wait for a phone call tomorrow. The next step is whether or not the Belk store manager decides to higher me.

St. Joseph, let's do this! Pretty please. :)

Prayers Please

Keep praying. I'm in the last stages of interviews for this full time job, and I'm one out a few who's being interviewed. I would write more, but this is school internet. When I get Internet installed at my new place, I'll elaborate. Friday, though, we'll know something for sure.

Oh my. That was a mobile post from my phone because I have no Internet right now and that turned out gibberish. Here's a translation; I am moved in to my new house that I am renting! I am very excited about it, and can't wait to post a picture of my mantle, but I need a picture of the Pope first. Still in the running for that full time job - just keep praying with me. :) I met a cute Catholic convert boy. He came innto the church this past Easter. That is all I wish to say for now. :) Is it possible for a song go be a prayer? I can't help but have this song in repeat, and I am NOT one for cheesy, praise band Jesus music (not that there's anything wring with that). But for some reason, especially after this Lent, the lyrics. If you can't see the video, just YouTube Matt Maher - Your Grace Is Enough if you haven't heard the song before.