I got a call two days ago from my boss. I am no longer the receptionist at their office. :(
Instead, her husband is going to be giving me paid training to become more or less a tooth painter. Weird and creepy sounding, I know. But basically, whenever people need a crown or false tooth, it has to be hand painted so that it can blend with the rest of the mouth.
So that's my new job. Painting teeth. He said that after a couple of years of training, I will be ready to do it alone, which means I make real money. Lots of real money.
I'm excited about the idea of being able to provide for my family in a way I'd have no other means of doing. So blessed.