Tuesday, January 09, 2007
I stopped by my future place of employement today. Ya, know the perfect salon within in walking distance of my home. So I start chatting with the owner and she gets all happy and says guess what? **ahem*** guess what, the salon owner decided she would like to move to the next town. WHAT???????? this is my dream place, what do you mean move? So, the next town is only 7 minutes away.... I know, no big deal, but this was to be the perfect job in the perfect town. I actually start on Thursday, so for a bit I'll be in the space I adore. The move takes place mid March. The new boss goes on to say, "we'll get a view of the ocean" . What do you mean "we'll" I mean I plan to be so busy with clients, I won't get to see the view. I am bummed to say the least, but I am fortunate that right out of school and within a month of getting my license I actually have a pretty sa weeeeet job. So, thats the lastest on my spa tacular career.