Teppy, I'm sorry. All the calm~ma headed your way.

Saturday I went with a bunch of friends to a fancy restaurant in town that is usually fantastic. However, it was a really weird night where everything went wrong. We complained to the manager on duty, and they took a bunch of stuff off the bill. However, because we were using a groupon, I received a call from the general manager this week apologizing again, and he sent us a $100 gift certificate. Now that's what I call good customer service.

Oh Steph, I'm sorry it's been such a day.

Oh Steph, I'm sorry it's been such a day.

I mean, I'm not complaining that they're paying us for 2 more weeks after tomorrow (assuming that isn't the sum total of our severance, of course; I don't mean to sound mercenary, but I would hope that 18 years of comma wrangling is worth more than 2 weeks' salary). The 2 weeks' extra salary is unexpected and generous.

But it's all still really, really hard. I don't handle change well at all. I mean, I get that probably a majority of people aren't thrilled with change, but I am at the very extreme end of the bell curve of just not being able to handle it at all.

I'm sorry, Steph. That's a rough situation to be in, nice words and pay from the higher-ups or no.

but not play them in my head as an endless anxiety loop.

I can keep the endless anxiety loops at bay during the day, but they're at the root of at least half of my insomnia episodes.

So, I was at a Moodle (learning management system) conference last week, and it was delightful. It was me and about 190 technologically inclined teachers, pretty much. I felt so comfortable and at home, which sort of brought to light the fact that seven years in I still don't feel that way at my present job. It's not a bad job, and I could certainly do worse, but it would be great to find something in a community college setting. Ideally in northern lower Michigan. Anyway, I made a few connections, so we'll see if things move, or if I just sit around being slightly pouty for a while.

Steph, I am so sorry this transition is so rough. You have been there a really long time. Sending massive amounts of calm~ma your way to get you through the next few days.

Oh, lord have mercy. We were just told that because of legal whatnot (but probably mostly dithering on the part of Big!Boss), we don't actually receive our severance tomorrow, nor will we be told how much it is. We won't find out/receive it until August 9th or so.

I LOVE THE STRESS I LOVE IT SO MUCH SO VERY MUCH.

Just mentioning what I posted on Beep Me. My Dude is going to be speaking on the radio at 12:20-12:40 PDT. Our local NPR station: [link] He'll be talking about a car museum, I think.

They won't tell you how much until you actually get it?? That's weird!! I hope it's unexpectedly generous. (I have received everything from two weeks to seven monts worth of salary). The not paid until 8/9 is not shocking though, especially if they're going to pay you regular salary until the end of the month.

I'm sorry about the continued stress, Steph. I hope you find some relief soon.

Scrappy, that's so cool to hear about your hubby!

We are having a helluva morning at Chez PixDesign. Not worth going into detail except to say there's more epic drama with ND's family (not the lovely and wonderful Chloe, who's living with us still--she's perfect), and we are STILL fighting with Bank of America to close the tiny refi loan we started in February. Or, the second loan ap started in February. I started this whole process back in OCTOBER. We hates them, precious.

But today I am going downtown to walk rescue dogs at our GSD rescue, so I'm happy about that.

yay Scrappy hubby! that's excellent.