Giles ,'Sleeper'
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vw, that's wonderful! That sounds a great job *and* a great interview.
sj, I was glad to read that your nephew was doing well. I know that was a while ago, but I hadn't seen you till now. And, being a hide from the world type of person myself, let me just fluff a few pillows for you.
sj, I was glad to read that your nephew was doing well.
Thanks. It is quite a relief. They are just waiting for his heartbeat to regulate and he can come home.
t sits down on the comfy pillows
Oh, vw, that sounds terrific! I hope you get the job. I didn't even know part-time jobs with benefits existed.
And 40? Is grand. Is SO much better than 30
and even with things like developing asthma, everything goes a bit smoother than it did in my 30's.
I'm with Robin in the let things develop and see where they go before you make some huge decsion. I think the longer you are invovled - if you are clear headed, the chocies become clearer if not easier. I can't imagine anyone knowing part of vw's story ever imagineing her giving up Toto. He wouldn't understand her. But I can think of lots of situations where people could or would give up pets. I even know someone with ita's view of pets - as in he just doesn't get it. but there is a cat in the house, because his wife wanted one. only one, which is where she compromised. I'm guessing I'll never have a dog in my house again. Because Dh , while likeing individual dogs- isn't crazy about them. and what we'd have to go through to get one, wouldn't be worth it.
I took a while to compose that post... VW that job sounds amazing...sending the ma~~
Maybe it isn't quite this way, Susan. He might understand it means so much to you, but still not be able to overcome his fears and aversions.
That's probably true, but it feels like he thinks I should be able to easily substitute something else, or consider the book itself the physical symbol of the fulfillment of my dream. Which I might could do, if I knew for sure it was going to get a nice cover--but there's just no way to guarantee that, especially as a first-time author with no clout. If they get Jack's uniform all wrong or saddle me with a bodice ripper cover, ain't no way I'm giving that pride of place in the office of my dreams. It'd make me want to cry every time I looked at it.
Conference calls suck.
MY iPOD CAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Of course, it's at my parents' place, so I'm leaving right now to go get it.
It's a good day. Yay for good days!
It's a good day. Yay for good days!
May there be thousands more.
Yay, vw! Enjoy it.