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September 18, 2005

Hit the Road Jack

The move has devolved into such a comedy of errors it's unreal. Our new catchphrase, borrowed from WildChild & slightly modified, is "I hate everybody....but you." Crunchtime is here, we've got to be out of here by next weekend, so I probably won't be around much this week.

And if I didn't already have enough stress, I got an email yesterday from a recruiter who would like to talk to me about some interesting job openings at a local corporation. Which is good news to be sure, but thanks to the Predisone-induced weight gain & edema, I can't wear any of my suits & will have to go buy something suitable on very short notice. Assuming it gets to the interview stage anyway.

To maintain what little sanity I have left, I keep reminding myself of all our many blessings. After yesterday, I can add another:

I'm not Houston Nutt.

Heh.

Posted by Rita at September 18, 2005 03:46 AM

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Wish I could help with the house. :(

Hopefully you'll find something to wear for that meeting with the recruiter.

Posted by: Da Goddess [TypeKey Profile Page] at September 19, 2005 02:13 AM

Wish you were here too, you could help me figure out where I'm going to put all this crap.

Meh, if I even hear back from her I'm sure I can find something somewhere I can fit my big old booty into. I just hate shopping for clothes, especially business suits. The two dominate styles here seem to be either hootchy mama or old lady...of which I'm neither.

Posted by: Rita [TypeKey Profile Page] at September 19, 2005 07:46 AM

------September 18, 2005

Hit the Road Jack

The move has devolved into such a comedy of errors it's unreal. Our new catchphrase, borrowed from WildChild & slightly modified, is "I hate everybody....but you."---------

I had a wonderfully grouchy boyfriend once who's mantra was:

Everybody sucks but us.

Posted by: GRL at September 24, 2005 02:39 PM