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Friday, Oh. My. God.
That gale-force wind you can feel is the sigh of relief emanating from Plano, with a smaller gust coming from Stockholm. Best of all, I can still go to Worldcon -- when I explained the situation to the hiring manager at the Client (who is an absolute peach) he said they can work around my schedule and I shouldn't have to skip something I already had planned. And the work looks interesting, and I can wear jeans to work, and when I sign up for medical benefits I can use my old PPO (which means no switching doctors), and while the money is less than what I was making at TBS, I'm also a contractor this time, which means I get paid for every hour I work (unlike TBS, where anything over 40 hours a week was considered just part of the job and not really overttime because I wasn't supposed to have a life outside work, was I?). Admittedly I have to get a Toll Tag and the drive will be moderately hellish, but hey, that's what audio books are for. So, now that I know I'm not moving AND I will have money coming in AND Lyndon will be over for at least a week in September, we're going to go ahead and throw our long-delayed housewarming party when he's here. The dates and times are still to be announced, since I need to find out when he'll be here and what Saturday will be best for the party, but once I have news about that I'll be disseminating it to the masses. Phoo. Now I just have to start getting used to getting up at 7:00 am again. . .
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I
would like to take this opportunity to announce that as of today,
I am no longer a lady of leisure. As of this afternoon, I ams now
an employed contract technical writer, and I start work on Monday.
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