Totally scampered through the terminal like a manic gerbil and made my connection.
Go, OJ! (I really had to.)
Now drinking gin to assuage worries of possible Cool Shirt loss.
The worst that could happen is Cool Shirt delay. But continue drinking gin just in case.
Fucking goddamnit husband's not getting an offer AGAIN.
What the shit? This one sounded so promising! I'm sorry.
Fucking goddamnit husband's not getting an offer AGAIN.
Argh. How do you go from being the only finalist to not getting an offer?!
How do you go from being the only finalist to not getting an offer?!
What she said! That's ludicrous!
ARGH.
Just requested a copy of the background check, if somehow that was connected. It may be that they got his previous salary information and realized they wouldn't be able to come close to it. It may be a religious issue (they are a religious organization and therefore allowed to use religion as a hiring criteria).
At this rate, I expect the entire rest of the Hamilton cast to announce tomorrow that they're leaving. Or that they've extended their contracts past July 9...to the day before I see the show.
Dana, I'm sorry. That's completely mind-boggling.
Oh no, Dana, boooooo!
Ugh, Strix. I know where you're at, and it sucks. But it is such a relief knowing everyone is safe, right?
Dana, Strix, a whole lotta sympathies your way.
I bought more paint. I took in the dried up quart with a label:mountain getaway. Vaguely remembered adding white to it when I did the massive patching a few years ago. Consulted with Ace guy-from Alabama!- went with one shade lighter on the card: white linen. A touch lighter, but the right base tones. I may still end up painting all the walls in the front room to freshen them up (after I do some more patching) but the upstairs? Naw. You really can't tell as I did the whole wall(s) so it just changes at the corner seam. Then I just need to redo the baseboard trim upstairs, install new ceiling trim by stairs, and finish my faux grate access panel.
I need another shower before bed. I'm sticky and itchy.
I made it home.
I'm waiting for them to deliver my bag sometime tonight.
See, I said delayed, not lost. Keep shirt hope alive!