I'm breathing a little easier but it's still not completely figured out. I'm not sure if he'll be able to work from here (and drive to Madison once or twice a week) or if we'll have to move there (although that thought doesn't bother me at all).
I'm just pissed that it took two years of DH being miserable in his job before they figured out how they fucked up. He seriously had no choice but to take the position they put him in--and the guy that forced him into it got canned a few months ago. That is why I feared the worst.
I have come to have a conversation.
Just got back from RollerCon in Las Vegas. Far fewer uncomfortable conversations in the hotel elevator than TAM.
I have come to have a conversation.
so, how is everyone doing?
Um, ok I guess. Needing a massage. Wanting work to be less crazy. Wanting hot people to be more existent, and more into me. Being glad I have a job and not some of the travails other buffistas are having.
I just made a parachute for a Lego minifigure out of fabric and twine for Olivia. It worked!
I have come to have a conversation.
so, how is everyone doing?
Stressed about job hunting, writing, and impending kitten adoption. But one of my friends just dropped off a box of cupcakes, which makes my day a LOT better
I'm at a math conference in kentucky.
Buffistas are busy people. I'm writing crap. And trying to not let a ridiculous amount of work crush me here at the jay-pee-ehl.
so, how is everyone doing?
Stressed about job status and cranky about My Nemesis. OTOH, I continue to get nice props from relative strangers about the novel I posted last week, so that helps.
I AM STILL CUPCAKELESS!!!!
I AM STILL CUPCAKELESS!!!!
I have three extra! I wish I could smush one through the intertubes to you.