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What comes next + GREAT news.

For the next few weeks you're going to get lots of talk from me about ME! As I have already announced, I am moving to Utah August 3rd. Although I know this is a good step in my life, I have been a bit concerned that maybe, just maybe, I was making the wrong choice. One thing that scared me the most was leaving my wonderful job, and then moving out to Utah and not being able to find a job at all. Let's face it, Provo is a college town and there are always college kids thirsty for good jobs. I have been silently stressing about it, keeping it under the radar how concerned I was about not being able to find a job. Once I started working two years ago I knew that I would want to work until I started having kids, and from that point decide what I should do from there. Last night I was doing my nightly "creepin" on Facebook and happened to stumble upon a status that made my ears perk up. It said, "If anyone is looking for a job in the Lindon area please let me know," (Or something along those lines). So I looked up how far Lindon is from Provo. The answer I got? 10ish miles. I then proceeded to message Sarah(the wonderful amazing person who made this all possible) and tell her that I was looking for a job. To make a long story short, I ended up writing a resume last night, emailing it to her, she showed it to someone at her work today, I had a phone interview, and got the job with Pinnacle Security! I start August 7th working full time and making good money (much better than the minimum wage I'm used to). I am so blessed! I could not be more grateful and happy at this opportunity. I will be referring to these next few weeks in my blog as "what comes next." I will be sharing with myself and everyone the steps I take on this journey to Utah. This is just the next step in my life and I cannot wait to see what comes next. 


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