Today was my deadline to accept the upwardly mobile job offer I recently received. Over the weekend I was solidly in the upwardly mobile camp. Monday morning I was in the curl up in a hole and never leave the house again camp. Yesterday I was all over the map. And today I accepted the job.
It’ll be good. That’s what I think. I like the people. I enjoy the work. Change is good. Right? Yeah, no, change is totally good. I can do it. And it’s not permanent unless I want it to be. So there’s an escape hatch, too. Just like I like it. So I guess I’m at peace with it.
In honor of my newly accepted promotion, there will be chicken nuggets and Project Runway for everyone tonight! And maybe cookies! Fresh baked cookies! Too bad my husband’s out of town for more military-esque training. In preparation for it he’s been wearing a 50 pound backpack to walk the dogs all week. Right. Me, too. I also stopped a speeding locomotive with my bare hands the other day during a diaper change. Did I mention we're having cookies tonight?