|Oh, one more thing...
||[Aug. 27th, 2007|10:56 pm]
I still don't know where I'm living as of Midnight Friday, and I just got back from Oregon dropping off more stuff. I wasn't just "Tired" as a result of exercise....|
(This "not knowing where I'll live", combining with other stuff, is part of the whole anxiety kick from that post.)
ETA: Oh, and, like, really far behind, if you want *me*, in particular, to see something, e-mail me, comment here, whatever.
I do hope you have somewhere secure to live shortly.
Me: nothing of consequence in my journal since you last commmented.
Please take good care of yourself. Hugs and tea offered.
I'm anxious, too: About driving up there tomorrow night, about all this uncertainty, about the impending Meeting Of The Cats. I count it a good sign that my anxiety tends to dissipate when we're actually together.
It also occurs to me that if you get that offer and your gut says you really don't want to take it, telling them "By the way, I've applied for a position out of state which I'll take if I get it" would probably suffice to make them drop the offer, and thus avoid the "have to accept any good offer" issue with the unemployment gods ...
Well, any offer that comes in after Friday is good to ignore, as well... I won't be living here any more. They can't make me take a job offer that's 200+ miles away.
Well, it might cheer you up to look at the toddler video I posted on Sunday. :)
I do hope things resolve within the next 24 hours!
John, honey, you are in my thoughts and on my blessing list. You, too, Jez.
*sending hugs* and hoping that things go smoothly with the move (for you and Jez, and the cats).