So I'm sitting here in my summer office, as a bored little receptionist. The panic to make my university tuition for the year is on, and this office job, on top of duties within our own business, is my part of the bargain. Normally, I hate offices, and I tire quickly of the mundane trivialities that must be dealt with each day, and I whine incessantly both our loud and inside my head. Instead, I'm still smiling. Two things have changed my attitude - a determination to honour God with my work regardless of how meaningless I consider it to be, and a new-found career goal that spurs me on. I've got to pray throughout the day to keep a good attitude, or rather, a sincerity in my good attitude since I always want people to be happy with me and, therefore, I behave well. I'm just so bored, waiting by the phone, doing crossword puzzles and reading 5 newspapers each day. I think I'm ready for Jeopardy, I've absorbed so much trivia. I want to join the Foreign Service, and become an Ambassador before I turn 45, and according to our Ambassador in Australia, I have a very good chance of being accepted to the Service because of my language background, once I finish my degree and perfect my now-dismal French. A major focus of the VERY demanding entrance exams is current events and knowledge of seemingly miniscule facts, so I'm brushing up my skillz. Did I mention I'll need at least 3 more years before I can take these exams? I am that excited. My Kaz is pretty excited about us becoming a "diplomat" family, because we are very well suited to the nomadic lifestyle. He's always hoped that I would be the one with a steady job so he can roam the globe and shoot documentary projects, and we will have diplomatic passports and will be virtually un-arrestable!!! No more parking tickets for us! Seriously, I think I can really make a difference. And it's been a while since I felt that way.