Just got a report from Hec: They went and met the admin and the program director and Matilda didn't hate any of it or run away screaming. And it will definitely give us a huge advantage in placement next fall.
So, Hec and I will go in on Monday to fill out more paperwork, and over the rest of the week we'll work on the transition, and on the first Monday in October she'll start.
Eep!
Yay, Matilda! Transition~ma to her.
Eep!
Only the good kind of eep! I know it's come up as a sudden decision, but it really sounds like a great opportunity in so many ways.
After Atlanta traffic, the only place that fazed me (fazed, people!) was Boston. They pass on the right in one lane. They sit at stop lights with one foot on the brake and other other on the accelerator. I've only been driven in SF, and I wouldn't want to drive my manual truck there.
Atlanta drivers also stop at the end of the ramp. I have no idea why.
I was going to go visit my cousin this afternoon, but he said he felt too bad for visitors, which is a first. My mother has said she wants to come down here to see him before the end. She hasn't seen my house in more than a decade. I feel incredibly selfish that one of my responses to any downturns in his health is "Shit, I need to clean."
Yay, Matilda!
One of my writers brought me flowers and chocolate today, as a thank you for putting up with her hijinks and dealing with surprise last-minute project. A nice way to start off my last day on this contract.
Atlanta drivers also stop at the end of the ramp. I have no idea why.
Because they're on a personal mission to GIVE ME FUCKING HEART ATTACKS.
In Salt Lake, we've got stop lights at the ends of onramps that run during rush hours to control traffic. Maybe people are used to those.
Jilli, do you have another job coming up?