Daybreak

    For four days Emily and I explored, went downtown, drove around Indy looking for jobs, and visited a couple of monuments, one of them being the Soldiers and Sailors Monument in the heart of Monument Circle. This statue is about fifteen feet shorter than the Statue of Liberty and has about 330 steps just to get to the top, or one could ride the elevator to step number 290 (it gets skinnier as you go up so the elevator can't fit all the way to the top) then complete the trek to see and amazing view...well worth it. On our fifth day of being in Indianapolis, I started classes at LCT (Lincoln College of Technology) and thus begins another journey within our journey (journey-ception). To be honest, which I've heard is a good thing, I don't remember much about my first month here let alone the first day...so I'm not going to go into great detail about it. I do remember getting issued I.D.'s, uniforms, books, and tools, we got a "tour" of the building, pretty much just a "Here's the shop, here's the library, and here's the cafeteria.", but the building really isn't as big as one would think so it's easy to learn your way around. For another two weeks going to school was my only responsibility, well that and job searching, until I started working at Jiffy Lube on the 22nd. Day one of work consisted of going to class till 2 then sitting on a computer for 5hrs of Computer Based Training...there are 8hrs worth of CBT's and I finished in 5 1/2 hours...the longest 5 and a half hours of my life. Vacuuming cars and washing windows is what I did for a living for about three weeks until I was able to move to a different position, under hood, where I stayed for about two months before I was allowed under the car for about two more weeks after which I decided min. wage wasn't enough for a married man going to college and changed jobs. While I was at Jiffy Lube I actually enjoyed the job, it was relatively easy with very simple tasks and routines. The only con would be that the older gentlemen who worked there would forget that they had already told you about the time they changed the oil on an '89 powder blue Mustang with white interior that had blood red stitching....so you get to hear it about three times a day...but hey at least it was a cool car to visualize. After awhile the pay wasn't cutting it, and I know I shouldn't be focusing on how much money I make, but when you're in college money is somewhat important and sometimes it likes to take the wheel and drive.

God is good.