Dairy Queen

Routines define my life.

At any given time of the day, I could probably tell you exactly what I am doing. It's kind of sad, but such is life. Summertime is usually the exception. I sleep and roll out of bed and do whatever I please. Except, there is this reality of having a job.

Welcome back to the DQ. I will admit, I was really excited about returning to my first job. Why? I don't know. It might have to do with the people I work with. The fact that I get to work in the zoo. Or that I actually might enjoy the work.

This week was the first full week back. A welcome dose of reality, I suppose. I learned several new things at work-something that is rather impressive since this will be my third summer back. This week I learned how to make sandwiches, salads, and wraps. I learned how to be a better fryer. And I learned why people don't entrust me with water hoses.

My patience was tested on several occasions. Instead of flipping out, I prayed. And you know, that seems to be a more effective method of dealing with situations. I am trying to be constantly mindful of my thoughts and actions. I don't want to be a once-a-week Christian. I want my everything to speak to Christ. I am nowhere near perfect, but I do try. I think that is really all Christ asks from us. To treat life as a gift and to use our time wisely.

Until later.