I received an interesting phone call this afternoon. It turns out that the father of one of the homeschool graduates last Saturday is an Army recruiter, and he evidently wants me in the Army. Unfortunately for him, I have no desire to enter the military. I wouldn't even survive boot camp! (Wouldn't that be pitiful? Then what would I do with all that tuition money they're supposed to throw at me?) :P At least the man was nice enough. Maybe too nice. He was very enthusiastic, and he made a point of remembering a lot about me from the graduation ceremony. He said that he took notes after he noticed what a gold mine he was sitting on -- or rather, watching walk across the stage. (My words, not his...hehe.)

Anyway, I refused his offer politely, needless to say. At the same time I wondered just how much interest he had in me -- for who I am, not just what I can offer him personally. I guess I'll never know. Some people have good intentions, others don't, and sometimes it's just hard to tell the difference between them.