Uncle Sam bought me a computer

Holy crap - it's been a long time. AHHH. Breathe - I have a computer again. It's a laptop, of course, as portability and small-size are necessary when your living space is 600 sf. and your car is a Beetle. SO very good to be back. To think that I don't have to fight the preteens getting on their MySpaces anymore at the business center... this is bliss.

Oh, how many of you have mentioned the absence of blog of late? I am so sorry to have kept you wanting. My world is in a new state of upheaval, and I covet your prayers. I'll be processing this over the coming months, so I'll just give a quick taste of it for now: I've been accepted into a competitive screenwriting program in L.A. this summer. It's a month-long intensive (8-10 hrs. a day), and it would provide amazing opportunities in networking, as the faculty is diverse and very impressive. I rode a wave of elation for a few days after I found out last Tuesday, and now I am in full-on fear and self-doubt mode. The program ends August 5, and TECHNICALLY, I would not have to quit my teaching job to go do it. But. Who am I kidding? I would not be able to go back to teaching after an endeavor like this one.

So it's that whole thing I've dealt with before: making big ol' decisions all by my lonesome. I give my first tuition payment by April 10 - after that, I'm committed. (I've already verbally committed to be there, just not financially yet.) I have been on full-out vomit-any-second mode since Thursday when I told my parents about it, and telling them was as hard as I thought it would be, but ended better than I imaginined it could. I attribute that to several people praying for me, and my willingness to have some humility with my parents.

I'll write more about how I arrived at applying for this L.A. adventure, but for now, honestly, I can't write too much more because I'm overwhelmed by the what-if's of my fears. There are definitely things happening that show me this has God's hand in it, but I'm feeling choked by the weight of change, of the unknown, of putting my stuff in storage in July and not knowing what city I'll be spending my August birthday in. (Big sigh.)

I love my computer. Yeah, freedom!