Intuition Again

I have always had a good sense of intuition. And I pay attention.  I "heard" the word Impala and thought that was the car I was supposed to buy. Then I was shown a house on Impala.  The rest is history.  

But I always listen.

A couple weeks back, I pondered returning to my old store for some part time work. I turned over the possibility in my mind and decided on the days and hours I would like, but more important, the actual job I would like to do.  

Yesterday, I was doodling around and checked a website, and the exact job I wanted was listed. But I shrugged it off. But later in the evening, I remembered that I should be listening to my intuition, so I filled out an application as I was crawling in bed.

And now the waiting begins.