Some Musings from Denver

Greetings Family!

I'm taking a break from my job search to write a post.   I hope this post finds you well and in good spirits and health.

For those of you who are catching up on Charles, not a whole lot has changed here.  I finished a ski adventure early in January with Mary, Kurtis and Dad.  I've had both Mom and Dad as house guests since the middle of the month.  Dad was here for work and stayed with me.  Mom decided to come visiting over MLK Jr. weekend.  Both were good times and I got to spend a lot of time with Mom and Dad.

After I dropped Mom at the airport last Monday (seems like its been longer than a week), I headed to do some temp work with a friend of mine.  He's an accountant and was being buried by files even though he had an assistant.  I basically did a lot of filing and helped to organize files and their work room.  It wasn't very glamorous work but hey, it kept me busy.

For those of you who aren't aware, my internship with Curious Theatre Company ended early in December.  It was disappointing for it to end so early but it did let me spend a lot of time home at the holidays.  I treasure that time with everyone.

So after I got back from my X-MAS break adventure, I applied to several different positions both in the Denver area and in Florida and California. Haven't heard back from any of the places yet, but I'll just keep swimming and applying in the mean time.

A poem seems appropriate to end this post.  It really describes where I'm at right now.  Thinking of all of you!

The Road Not Taken

BY ROBERT FROST

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

Take the path less traveled.  It makes all the difference.