A Return to My First Love

A crazy thing happened this week...

I got a job!

The Country Club of Little Rock is allowing me to subject its patrons to pain and torture through personal training. My first client is tomorrow at 6:30 a.m. So all those days of working for free in the Arkansas Razorback weight room finally lead to a paycheck.

God is good. He always provides. And he allowed me to dodge a bullet...a few weeks ago I was ready to take another sales job. Training sweet old ladies and deep-pocketed golfers suites me much better, I think.

So for those enjoying the unemployment journal, sorry I won't be adding to that anymore. I am once again a contributor to society.