What Hil said for me, although our junior high was 7, 8, 9 and our high school was 10, 11, 12.

ita, have you ever looking into partial disability?

Hand to God, I was thinking of applying for short term disability yesterday, but they beat me to the punch. I guess this is better than them firing me after I got back. I don't know the full meaning of partial disability, but I sure will look it up.

Kat, send me whatever you've got. No one believes "fast learner" on a resume, but I ain't lying. Maybe if I also added "effective bullshitter" it would help?

In fact, if anyone knows of anything PM/Business Analyst, I'd be eternally grateful for a ping (applied to lisah's link already, despite location).

There seems to have been a peculiar distrust of working from home for most of my jobs. It's been possible since, like, 1999, when I spent that month working from home because of mild chicken pox. But even if you deliver, it doesn't seem to matter--the crackdown at the place that just let me go was because the new owners walked around and saw too many empty seats.

NOW THERE ARE MORE. Does that fix things? Including the cubes clusters adjacent to me, which seat 12 in total, there are 4 people working now. Used to be 8.

It's definitely a time of major change--the entire reporting structure between the CFO and the group I was in has changed--all new people. At the very least my manager isn't managing people anymore, which is great, because she wasn't good at it.

Small positives.

I still don't even understand junior high. I didn't know it was variable? I started high school a year early (blame my mother's silver tongue and mathematical prodigy skills which they hoped were inherited) at 11. Seems perfectly normal to me. Americans? Still strange. Canadians? Even more confusing.

We didn't have middle school. Finished elementary school (without the fanfare of graduation) then on to high school

We had 8th grade graduation from grammar school WITH fanfare. I don't remember if family members went, but there was definitely a ceremony. I'm pretty sure the building is still K-8, although I did see a banner up on the wall last night that said something about middle school.

It's definitely a time of major change--the entire reporting structure between the CFO and the group I was in has changed--all new people.

Wow, that is major.

I love my son. Just asked him to throw in a movie and he picked Frozen. Also, in true teenager on summer break fashion, he emerged from his room 3 seconds after noon. He actually had a search last night - didn't wake me and tell me. Not sure if I like this independent stuff.

And Calli! All this job loss business sucks beyond the telling of it. All the ~ma (and I know I offered ita all the ~ma too, but it's a non-exhaustible resource like love, not a finite one like this chocolate right here that is now sadly gone.)

Oh, thanks for the job~ma for K-Bug. She is waiting to hear back on a potential second interview now.

My body is so sore. The massage yesterday helped some, but I still feel runned over.

Best of luck, Calli. I hope a wonderful opportunity opens up for you!

Thanks, all. At least I'm in great company.

All the ~ma (and I know I offered ita all the ~ma too, but it's a non-exhaustible resource like love

Exactly. More and more ~ma sent to the job seekers.

With the D-Day news reports it occurred to me that my parents were married in June 1944. My dad was in the Air Force in Ohio and mom went out there to be married. I don't know why I didn't notice the date connection before. Mom wore a beautiful grey dress suit with a pink blouse. 40s gorgeous for sure. I have to dig out a picture but I am pretty sure mine is sepia.

Of course she always gets very emotional over all the WWII memorial dates because so many of her generation were involved.

Calli, oh no. So much jobma. UGH!!!!

(and for K-bug, and quester, because, like my near-namesake said, it's a non-exhaustible resource)