I am so incredibly bored in my job.This is not a word I like to use. I don't like it when my kids use it either.
For the past four months or so, remodeling has become a tolerable feat, a mere paycheck, and nothing more. I have lost all passion for it.
I am convinced that this job is from the creator. And in it I have the crash-course ability to spiritually scan the area. Much like the dream I had last December, I am definitely getting a major overview of the area through this job.
But most days I would rather stick my crotch in a waffle iron for a few hours than do what I am doing.
House flipping seems far fetched here, at least for now. The Canadian government seems hell bent on helping the economy by creating ways to raise the housing prices, making regular people unable to afford a house.
I feel the huge tug towards music again. Several months ago I joined a prophetic worship band in Capital City. I've always been good at this seldom heard of art. I pray that something could come of it.
Anything to get out of the remodel world.
