If the Universe is trying to talk to us, how can you know what the real message is?

It's been brought to my attention that the blogs have been depressing some. I guess my, "we're killing the environment; we're all going to die; doomsday is at hand" rants, I've been bringing you down. Go figure.

Today, I'll go all "10,000 Thing to be Happy About" and try to lift your spirits with some light and fluffy fun news.

Congratulations to me! It's official. I will be a full time working woman in just a few weeks. The pay is good. The district is highly regarded. My classes seem very cool. The people (the few that I have met) seem very nice. If this isn't the best news you've heard all day, you may as well stop reading.

I've never read, "The Secret" but I think I get the gist. Think good thoughts and good things will happen. A few weeks ago I happened to catch Oprah who was doing a similarly themed show about the "law of attraction." It was kind of hokey in an Oprah sort of way, but the idea seemed to be "if you build it, they will come." One of her guests talked about how she uses daily affirmations to "attract" the things she wants in life. One of her favorites was, "the world is conspiring with me." They also discussed how the universe is speaking to us all the time, we just have to be open and listen to hear what it is telling us. Normally, I'd like to think that as soon as I heard these guests going on about their "vision boards" (think, 11 year old collage project complete with pics of Hannah Montana who you're just dying to meet and the Jonas Brothers who are sure you will some day marry), I would have changed the station faster than you can say, "The Power of Now." But, having been rejected from a job I thought for sure was in the bag, living at home with my parents and having no new job prospects on the horizon, I figured it couldn't hurt to do a little Oprah therapy myself.

Not only did I get this new job at Joel Barlow High School, but I also got called for an interview for another job I applied to at the University of Bridgeport a few weeks ago. The position is for an International Student Advisor which I easily talked myself into believing was my dream job. It is a phone interview and tomorrow I will listen to what they have to say even though I've really already made my decision. But I have to say, this is one of those instances which makes me think maybe the universe is trying to talk to me. The trouble is, I have no idea what the message is here. After spending most of the summer feeling like I must be the world's worst teacher, I have finally come to terms with "maybe it's not me, it's them." I am excited about this new school district and excited about they classes I will be teaching. So why, on the day before I signed the contract, did I finally get a call from a job I applied to back in June? Perhaps a vision board will sort it all out. Not that I'm complaining. Having one job and still being wanted for another...I'll just call that plain good news. No buzz kill here.

What else to lift your spirits?

People are finally starting to ask about what Obama's really going to do for us. Is he more like Paris Hilton or say, Hillary Clinton? I think this can only be good.

Grey's Anatomy is coming back on soon. Or, in like, four weeks but let's start talking about it now. Not that I've ever watched it but it seems like it's a crowd pleaser.

Morgan Freeman is doing better post car crash.

I got a job. But not to worry. I'll continue to bring you, my two dear readers, more from the still "nameless" blog.

There is now a "social networking" website for dogs. After Rover takes his Ritalin, he can log on to doggiespace.com to talk to other ADD dogs. OMG!

Gorillas may soon be taken of the "critically endangered" list as 100000 have miraculously been found in Africa. We're obviously not developing enough if 100000 gorillas can just appear out of the mist. (I couldn't resist.) Call McDonald's. Tell them there some prime real estate the Congo.

I'm really not a pessimist but when these are our "feel good" stories of the moment, just what is the universe trying to say? (Besides, congratulations to me...)