God's band aid.

School started Monday and I wasn't nervous at all. No anxiety about speaking in front of kids. No sleeping pills the night before. No dread of having to deal with disrespectful students. I didn't have to rehearse a plan of action for the multitude of possible testing situations caused by punks and princesses. Not to mention the monotony of doing the same thing 5 times a day. AND we can not forget saying "the instructions are on the board!" a hundred times a day after having already gone over them at the beginning of class.

Instead of doing the prescribed MADNESS only gifted humans can endure. I had a nice relaxed morning with my mom and Brody. I Fixed my lunch then drove to work with the smell of salt air and suntan lotion in my nose, the sight of the sun reflecting off the open ocean that was speckled with boats of all sorts, and the cool clean breeze blowing across the bridge as I approach work in my jeep.

Just about everybody gets there early so we can drink coffee and tell stories about the day before or casually start picking on somebody just to start the day laughing. We load up the truck and drive down to Key West, to the southernmost, southernmost house(not a typo). Its driveway is 20 feet from the southernmost point in North America. The line of tourists to take pictures in front of the bouy, that marks the point, usually extends out past the driveway. It's owned by the grandson of Johnson & Johnson. The company that made $54,000,000,000 BILLION! last year. I'm one of the 3 guys building their dock. I'll just say the place is nice and the view is very acceptable.

I really believe I would do this one job for free. I'm building North America's southernmost dock. I think that fits in nicely with swimming in the Amazon River, and hiking in the Sahara desert in the afternoon. And we are building it to withstand a big hurricane, hopefully. Murray, the owner of the place I work, likes to "over build". If a nail will work he'll put in a 1/2" stainless steel bolt, and then nail it. So! if this dock holds up when the big one hits, he'll have plenty of business. Mike, the guy that is in charge of building it, feels like this is the "flagship" dock for the company. To sum it up, I love it! Strong contrast to what I could have been doing on Monday at school.

Just goes to show you that God knows how to heal a broken soul. I would say not too many things make a man feel like a man more than:
"building something to withstand a huge force, over water, only to be used for enjoyment."

The analogy is too funny. I really felt like the MAN in me had been broken or wounded after having to deal with the situation at that school for 2 years. Now God is healing me by using a big "Johnson & Johnson" Dock. God is the great doctor of the soul.

News update:
I have a job interview with Heatcraft refrigeration products division in Tifton, Ga. Friday. CO has one in Tallahassee, Fl. on Friday also. So! we're going to Moultrie for the weekend. I'm real excited about the job, it's a mechanical engineer position that will double as a 2nd shift supervisor. A great opportunity! CO's job is for an environmental engineering company, and she is kinda excited, but nervous about not staying home with Brody. We will only accept one, but it'll be nice to have a choice and more important it'll be nice to feel wanted and valuable.

If I get the position and move to moultrie I'll miss the Keys terribly. BUT! the fact that I'll have my career back and we can be with my family outweighs my love for the keys. If it didn't, we wouldn't be moving. We will probably have to live with my parents until we sell the house, which is good and bad at the same time. We get along great with my parents, but we won't have "our" stuff, so it'll be difficult and could last a long time, so we'll need prayer to enjoy the situation and focus on the good not the bad.