Song of the day: Que Sera, Sera (Whatever Will Be Will Be) - Doris Day

"When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here's what she said to me..." - Doris Day

This morning after I took "The Boy" to school, I glanced through Sunday's newspaper and decided to apply for a job at a place that was a few miles from my home. I simply got dressed and went on a fact-finding mission. No drama. I simply walked in, filled out an application and then left. There was no feeling. No anything. I rarely feel anything now when I apply for a job. It is just something that I just do. Fill out an application...and then leave. Fill out an application...and then leave. Fill out an application...and then leave...

"Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be"

My husband was cutting the grass when I left. Afterwards, I returned home and changed my clothes so quickly that he had to do a double-take! He could not believe that I had come back home already. At 9:53am the phone rang and I had my scheduled 10:00am phone conference with the person that I am to do marketing work for. We had a pleasant forty-five minute conversation, as we worked out a few details of the ideas that will need to be implemented. I believe that I can make this thing "fly" and will get started on them next week. I plan on throwing myself into helping this person with their business. They are committed and sincere, and so am I. This...I can do.

"The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera"

Before long, it was time to pick up "The Boy" from school. We made a quick Dollar store run and picked up a bag of Doritos. Our usual Dollar store cashier, an older lady, was very cool, and not as friendly to us this time. I guess she heard about my reporting her fellow co-worker the other week. I did what I had to do. I have no regrets.

When we got home, "The Boy" hid the Doritoes in his red backpack, and then stuffed the backpack into the hall coat closet for "safekeeping". There are only the three of us in the house...I have no idea who he was hiding them from.

I then decided to make a few homemade burgers. I had just placed the burgers in the pan and had two unwrapped pieces of American cheese in my hand, when the doorbell rang. It was Dad. He brought back the garden spreader that Mom had borrowed on Friday and a bag of fresh green beans. After he left, I quietly went back to fixing my burgers.

"When I was young, I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead"

Later on my husband and "The Boy" went out for an hour or so. I chilled out, as I waited for the season premiere of "Heroes". I really used to be a fan, but as I watched, I found this season's storyline to be a little too "dark" for my personal tastes. Too many villains. I need my own hero. I have enough shadows of my own.

"Will we have rainbows, day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said"

When my husband returned, he reminded me that the Financial Institution for whom he now works, is to call me soon about the resume that I had submitted. Tomorrow, I have lunch with my former boss. I am done with today. Finished. And so I wait for tomorrow...

"What will be, will be"