lately.

After weeks of searching, applying, and interviewing

I landed a job.

Finally.

I start this Monday.

Spike is his name (awesome name by the way)- The little boy I will be caring for.

Yes for ten hours a day, five days a week, totaling 50 hours of work per week.

By far the most I have ever worked in my life.

Did I mention he has colic?

Oh boy.

The last time I was at the zoo, my mom pushed me around in a stroller.

And I was probably afraid to go near the giraffes and billy goats.- I say this because when I was four, I was terrified of the "It's a Small World After All" ride at Disney World. It's all on video.

And I screamed the entire time. Nice.

Something about the dolls coming to life and taking over the boat or the fear of sharks in the water just waiting to bite (sharks?)- Who knows what went on in that four year-old head of mine.

Anyways..

18 years later, I find myself at the zoo again- The Riverbanks Zoo and Gardens in Columbia, SC.

And I even fed some goats.