I'm a little black rain cloud, of course

I’m just a little black rain cloud
hovering under the honey tree,
Only a little black rain cloud,
pay no attention to little me.

Everyone knows that a rain cloud
never eats honey, no, not a nip.
I’m just floating around over the ground,
wondering where I will drip.

–Winnie the Pooh

My little brother loved this skit growing up, and, therefore, he, my sister, and I can sing it.
I'm a little black rain cloud, of course youtube (worth all 2 minutes and 19 seconds!). And, I've been quite the little black rain cloud the past couple of days.

I accepted a job today!!!!

All 4 or 5 days of it. I'll be F-I-L-I-N-G. The company wanted someone who can alphabetize (so, it should actually be fgiiln) and has good hand-writing. And, yea, I know what you're thinking, the wages are commiserate with the job: they suck. But, it's a job. And, it may lead to other jobs... and, I'm not sure if that's a good thing. Hmm.

But I ordered my business cards and it said 14 days until delivery, so I can manage this GLAM (or should I say "aglm") gig in the meantime... before I start hawking my wares. And, I'll feel slightly less indigent.

This afternoon, my little brother said, "I didn't go to college to sweep." I can identify with his angst. I had a similar experience at a florist shop my first year out of college; I started bawling and quit my job within an hour of doing a spectacular job of sweeping. My brother is more even-headed than I: he vented to me.

So, this is to say, I know I can handle 4-5 days of filing. I need to frame it as an adventure. I have to get a criminal background test AND a drug screening in order to get the official offer. We're talking S-E-R-I-O-U-S (eiorssu). (The drug-screening made me nervous-- am I going to need to be high to get through this?) It's in the accounting department-- when else will I get to do espionage in this setting?

I was a dreary black rain cloud talking on the phone with the poor girl trying to land me the job. I said, "FILING?" pause then sigh, "I could probably do that for four days." "It really pays THAT?" To be honest, I need to jot down the fact she didn't hang up on me in my desperately needed but yet to be started Gratitude Journal. I should probably start with a "gratitude index card", I'm a bit of a novice... it'd be less intimidating.

I'm back to praying Psalm 51, I blogged about it here. Last night, I realized I had used up all my emotional reserves and am completely bankrupt when it comes to hope. And, that's okay according to the psalmist... provided I don't commit suicide (maybe even if I do). Steadfast and willing spirits are apparently the work of God. I'll stick to filing and Pooh to collecting honey (ehnoy-- looks like pig latin).