Mike’s job is safe (for now); he made it through the latest round of cuts with someplace to go every morning still. I was sweating it all day – eating like an idiot, generally worried and anxious.
Of course, that’s nothing compared to what he’s been going through, especially as they dragged this round of cuts out…rumors started months ago, cuts were supposed to have started weeks ago. Every week it was supposed to be next week until finally yesterday it was supposed to be Wed or Thursday. I got a phone call this morning that it was going to be today. It was a tense few hours until I got word that he still had a job to go back to.
Morale there is in the toilet, to say the least. And although he loves his job, his workplace obviously leaves a little to be desired. Luckily he’s good at his job and not (!) at the top of his pay scale. He apparently had just enough seniority to stay. Hell, there they could have rolled the dice or picked out of a hat for as much sense as some of the things they do make.
Either way, we’re counting our blessings tonight. Celebrating with beer and pizza and watching the boys Matt play in the pool next door (Preston doesn’t get in the pool with Matt & the neighbors for some reason).
So I’m going to turn off my computer, walk through my thoroughly messy and sloppy and generally disgusting house and go out and join them. I’ll check in later…I have another post swimming around in my ahead about parenting styles…
xoxo Gossip Girl LOL! I need a closing line/signature!!
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