Amazed Again!

So, about ten days ago or so, I said, "Well, Universe, clearly I'm not ready to sell this house yet, so I can't retire. Guess, I'll need a job. Do your thing. I'm leaving it up to entirely.

Couple of days later, I'm reading emails that pop up every day with jobs.

I see that one of my editorial temp agencies needs an AMA copy editor right away. Two days a week. Great hourly pay! Bit of ride up 95 but after rush hour.

So, I apply. Two minutes later, the agency calls. Some conversation.

A day later, can you work this week?

Of course!

Worked on Friday, asked to come back Monday.

Worked Monday, asked to come back Wednesday and Friday.

Sure!

Best part?  They just opened an office in Philadelphia in Olde City.  That office isn't staffed yet.

Hmmm, is the Universe great or what?

"I believe in miracles."

Miracles

If only you believe like I believe in miracles, like I do, baby, we'll get by. 

I've got this damn song STUCK in my head.

Ever since I heard Marty Balin died and clicked on this song, I can't get it out of my head.

I've never actually liked this song.

I like it even less now, after several days of ear worm.

Last night it occurred to me (finally) to wonder if the song had some message in it for me.

I think it does.

I have a lot on my plate. Lots of decisions. Lots of things to do after the decisions.

I'm planning on selling my house and retiring.

These are really big decisions.

I am procrastinating. I am worrying. I am constantly asking myself "What if?"

Then I realized that the Universe was telling me that it could only match me.

I had to believe in miracles first for miracles to happen.

I get it but that damn songs is STILL STUCK in my head!