Wow - What a difference two years makes

I am surprised this is still here... and two years later I am back.
I am not sure why, other than I have decided that I need to journal again.

The exciting year in my life was just this last one...2009.
On January 17th, our son of 21 years returned from Iraq.
He left November 7th, 2007 and turned 20 in Kuwait and 21 in Mosul, Iraq.
Unfortunately, two members of his unit were killed by an Iraqi Soldier they were training on his 21st birthday.
Steven came home to much awaited family members in middle February to mid-March. At this point, he and the others from his unit were discussing re-enlistment. On June 24th, he re-enlisted for 3 more years with a buddy of his, whose re-enlistment paperwork got messed up and he took it as a sign from God that he was no longer to be a Soldier. Steven came home over the 4th of July and made the announcement to the remainder of the family then.
6 months later, we drove to warm Texas for Christmas with Steven since he was unable to come home for Thanksgiving or Christmas.
In January, our daughter, Jordan made the journey with us to Texas and hung out with us for the 3 days we were there. Somewhere in the middle of the year, Jordan, was offered a management job at a hotel for a small chain of hotels here in Nebraska. Not to shabby for a 20 year old. She has been driving back and forth to Beatrice, a 3 hour drive, each week. She also bought her first car. A 2009 Pontiac G6. Its a silver, 4 door with 30,000 miles on it, but she loves it and lives in it each weekend between Beatrice and Norfolk. Towards the end of the year, her bosses told her to start looking for an apartment in Lincoln, as she will be based out of there. She went with us to Texas for Christmas. We had a great time.
As far as I am concerned, in January 2008, another woman was added to the staff in the Administration office, bring us to 10. She was a former manager of Staff Co, another staffing company in Norfolk. For this story, not that she will read it, I will call her "new girl".
Can you see where this is going?
In June 2008, it started with the former VP of the staffing company getting fired and two more to follow a few months later.
In April 2009, the fourth co-worker at the staffing company was let go. She is someone I should have stayed in contact with, but didn't and now regret that decision. She was to work with the "new girl" and "it just wasnt' working." Three months later, another co-worker who was working with "new girl" was let go, and on October 12th, I was offered a severance, but in such a way, that the new President of the company made it sound like he wanted me to stay. That was stupid. I did stay, and on October 30th, I cleaned my desk out and took all by my kids pictures home because I knew it was coming. I left for a two week vacation and the day I returned, I knew it was up. I worked two hours before my former boss, the creator of the company, called me into his office. I was just "not getting along with the "new girl" and it just isn't going to work for you to stay". Funny, I thought we were getting along just fine. Its amazing how people can pull strings when they feel threatened. The only person who didn't know was one of my co-workers that I have grown close to. I felt sorry for her because she was almost in tears the day I was let go. So, I grabbed the kids pictures, gave my key to the person who plays God in the office and left. I know she was surprised I didn't have more to take with me, but, when you know, you know.
What am I going to now?
I filed for unemployment and now that the first of the year rolled around, my severance is done. I am fulfilling my obligation of looking for two jobs a week, but its not anything I am really interested in doing.
I keep coming back to the Close to My Heart website and reading about being a consultant. I am going to make up a list of questions and contact a woman in Grand Island who is successful after only a few years with CTMH. I want to meet with her and pick her brain and then sign up under her instead of someone else around here. I just don't hear a lot about CTMH, and want to saturate the market and expand my horizions. I want to make it a catalist to something bigger. I have plans but need to make sure God is driving that bus.
I am enjoying not being chained like a slave to my desk.
Not having to try to be nice to someone who I don't like.
To not be so stressed out that my health is affected.
To live my life.
In the end, that is all its about.

That I lived my life to its fullest and God is pleased with how I did.