This week has presented itself as lessons in how to say "no." Lessons in which opportunities have come up (job-wise, house-wise) and fell far short of not only expectations, but a far cry from what would be good for me. GOOD FOR ME. Yeah, I've finally gotten to the place that I can, in some sense, recognize what that looks like. I've realized that being in semi-desperate situations and jumping to other semi-desperate situations plays havoc on my brain. Thankfully I have smart, awesome, wonderful friends in my life who know me, and point out my past experiences, and those experience's successes or failures. My friends keep me honest, on track, and I so do appreciate that. So this week, I'm shooting down offers left and right (okay, not that frequently, but you catch my drift!) and I feel pretty much okay about it. It's a big step in a good direction.