Good things

Sometimes this life blesses us with good things. And sometimes unpleasant things are good things in disguise.

We found renters for our house! It was a perfect match. They needed to move in quickly and we needed to find renters quickly. They signed the rental contract on Sunday night. The next day they informed us that now they can't move in until October, and they need some flexibility in coming up with the deposit, and they can only write a post-dated check for now, and so on... unpleasant details, and we will probably end up paying for all of September, but then we're done. This is still a good thing.

Rhett starts a new job at America West Bank in Layton tomorrow. It is not exactly the job he applied for, and it's even further from the job he wanted, but he is excited about it and sees it as a personal challenge to see how quickly he can advance to the job he is aiming for. So this is a very good thing.

Rhett was commission-only at his job in Las Vegas. When times are good, it's a good thing. When times are bad, it's a bad thing. But even during the rough times, he still did relatively well, at least compared to any income I personally have ever made. At this new job Rhett is starting at the bank, his annual income will be about what he used to make in one or two months. But this position is the starting point to grow into the position he truly wants. It is up to him to prove how quickly he is capable of earning that position. The long-term opportunity is huge, but the short-term income is small. I think times will be hard for a while. Humility is a good thing.

As you probably know (since I complained about it regularly), I was unemployed for my season spent in Las Vegas. I probably applied for more than 50 jobs at the 7 local hospitals in the Las Vegas valley. I was admittedly cocky - I thought I was a shoe-in. I had the skills and the experience for the jobs I was applying for. But my efforts never produced any results. So I re-did my resume, re-did my cover letter, re-applied for all the jobs, and nothing. And now, just 5 minutes ago, I got a phonecall from Centennial Hills Hospital, my #1 pick of hospitals that I applied at, the brand new hospital less than 5 miles from our Las Vegas home, and they offered me a job... Four months after I applied for it, on the very day Rhett accepted a job in Utah. I laughed out loud when I got that phone call; the irony is just priceless. At least I see that God has a sense of humor, and that is a good thing.