i got one of those phone calls yesterday that makes your heart stop. the receptionist in the office i was auditing said i had a page, i probably couldn't hear it, and my husband was on the phone. before total panic set in, i realized if el Jefe' was calling he was ok, so maybe it was the Punkin, or maybe his promotion, job, relocation thing.
fortunately, it was the promotion, job, relocation thing.
the good news: he got the job!
the bad news: he has to move in a month!
he was ready to turn it down because of the quick timeframe. shit, some people changes jobs with two weeks' notice (or less), but we've been in our careers and jobs so long we've forgotten what it was like. anyway, we arranged for us to talk over lunchtime, and we really tried to solve the world's problems in less than 45 minutes. i talked about flexibility and reasonableness, and temporary inconveniences, and temporary sacrifices. he had to make a decision the same day. i told him to either say yes, or maybe, but don't turn it down. and then i nearly had a panic attack.
el Jefe' accepted the position. i am so proud of him.
i've looked up parks, pools, and libraries so far this morning. i'd like to try to maintain a similar quality of life as we have here, if not improve it. we'll get an apartment and run two households for awhile, and i will become a part-time ( a couple days a week) single parent. do we get an apartment big enough for all of us, including the Peanut and two dogs? and then a house is the goal, but we've got to sell this one first (or at least get it on the market). and the Peanut, and the Peanut, and the Peanut ...
really, it's all good. i'm pretty sure i'll have plenty to keep me busy during my predawn hours of insomnia.
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