I think tomorrow I will begin my search for a new/second job. Last week I got about 30 hours of work, and this week it's gone down to about 8. I have my college loans set up in such a way that they'll be paid off in 9 years, but I would really like to reduce that to 1-2 years...therefore, I may be welcoming fastfood back into my life. It's not the most cherished of my dreams, but since God has blessed me with a way out of Bueno, and 3 good months at Sonoma, I feel much too blessed to complain about the negative side of things.
At first I was just ashamed at the idea of entering again the greasy fast food industry. "Would you think less of me if I went back to fast food?" I asked Mando last week. He has a master's degree and works at a high school nearby as a band director. "Of course not," he replied, "I would be proud of you for working hard." I guess then that my only hesitance is to re-visit the frustrations unique to fast food: selling customers low-quality products and so quickly that the customer service is 3 out of 10. This might be avoided if Chik-Fil-A will hire me, as their food is typically high quality (not healthy, but high quality) and their customer service so amazing that every once in a while you just want them to back off and leave you alone hahaha
In other news, I have been ridiculously busy with Bible study. Monday night I must have studied the qualifications for Elders for about 5 hours. I was amazed by how quickly the time went by. I was really struggling to figure out what "husband of one wife" means in its entirety, and as I expected, I came back to my original and most basic conclusion yesterday. The difference is before it was a gut reaction kind of conclusion whereas now it's a string-of-reasoning-conclusion. "Ok," I can say now, "I haven't reached my conclusion because it's 'safe' but because it makes a lot of sense to me." I am still confused about 1 Tim 5:9, but that's not about elders, but widows (it's just that it uses a similar phrase).