The Thing...

So, there’s that moment when The Thing, whatever it may be, hits you. You weren’t really expecting it to pop up in your mind, but there it is - big, flashing, and right in front of you. And despite your best efforts, the natural reaction is to shout out loud. This reaction makes it a little awkward for everyone when The Thing hits you in the middle of the day, at work. True story - I’m standing on wash and I realize I have 32 days left until I come home. I give a little giggle and shout with glee.

See, that’s my thing... days until I come home. And don’t think I’m counting because I hate it here and I’m so homesick I can’t function. I love my job. I will be doing a second contract for sure, probably a third, and depending on the itinerary (fingers crossed for Mediterranean!!) a fourth contract. After that, career navigation within the Walt Disney Company, because let’s be honest... The Mouse is a fantastic boss. But back to my thing... did I mention that I will be walking, no, running down the steps past the little old man taking his time at Blue Grass airport in 32 days? That I will be flinging myself into my family’s arms and most likely bursting into tears? (It’s me. I cry. We should all know this by now.) And that a couple days after that I will be putting on a dress, grabbing a bottle of wine with my girls, and catching up on the last four months? And in April I’ll be with my friends watching March Madness and my Cats win an eighth national title!!!! And then I’ll be going to London to visit my friend!!!! You. Don’t. Even. Know. These little things all come together to make The Thing. My only reaction is to shout for joy. But like I said, The Thing hits me at the most random, and sometimes inappropriate, times. I should probably work on that... BUT I COME IN 32 DAYS!!!!!!!!!

In other news, in case you didn’t see my Facebook status (or haven’t talked to my parents) - I WAS SUCCESSFUL IN MY ENTERTAINMENT HOST AUDITION!! I found out from the MYA last Thursday. The panel was very impressed and thought I did a really good job, so they sent my recommendation off to Shoreside. Now all I have to do is wait for a line to open up. The position is for any spot fleet wide, so I could be (and most likely will be) moving ships. Rumor has it, I’ll be going to the Wonder - which means Alaska! - but nothing is definite yet. I am so excited it’s unreal!

As far as my rooming situation goes... omg, I love my new Roomie. She’s is fabulous! That is all. Boom.

Yesterday, I got called into the Manager’s office. I walk in trying to figure out what they could possibly want or what I may have inadvertently done to get myself in trouble. Elizabeth, the Club Manager, then asks me to sit down and offers me M&M’s and an Orange Soda. At this point I decide she’s either bribing me or I’m getting fired. Then she tells me they need me to go back to Nursery until Feb 19th. Totally fine. She scared me to death with the food bribery. After I told her that was all good, she visibly relaxed. She was worried I was going to freak out on her. Silly woman. As long as I’m still employed, we’re good. So, I’m going back to Nursery for three cruises. All good and everything, right? Right.

Oh, and if you haven’t seen my new Facebook profile picture, go check that awesomeness out. Goofy and I are totally getting married now. Obviously. ;)
Love to you all and see you in 32 DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!