All good things

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end

 Nelly Furtado.

Oh don't worry the blog isn't ending. Other things in my life have though The chiropractor laid me off a couple weeks ago. They said it was due to the season ending.  It's possible; since the work kind of has dried up. (Sadly, when it does his 100 degrees out here, as it has for the last month, the snowbirds leave en masse, and most of the year rounders aren't going to leave the house.) but I think it had more to do with not kissing their rears, and maybe even looking outside this valley for work.

I've been doing more of the mobile massage work, and even my private clients.  I'm starting to wonder if I should look into another field, or maybe take my massage skills and look into Spa Management, or teaching Massage Ethics.   I applied for a Spa Manager position, and was declined since I did not have lifeguard training. (the Spa and Pool were under the same management umbrella...) 

I would love to stick my neck out into other areas of the state when it comes to said management skills. It would require more training, and passing the damn national exam, which would be another $225, but would help in going out of state, and could be useful. Convincing the husband might be another monster tho.

Speaking of him, he interviewed TWICE for a job out in Ontario, and we still haven't heard anything. He had an interview out here in the desert, and it well enough for a second interview tomorrow.  Cross your fingers, toes, and well, anything else to see how that goes.

If he gets this job, I don't have to work.  That would be kinda nice to be a housewife, sitting at the computer, maybe getting my stories off the ground once and for all.  Ah, wishful thinking getting to me again.  

Well, the hubs is home, so I'm gonna play good wife and sign off for now.

Here's a song from one of  my heroines.  Enjoy!