Thursday, March 16, 2006

Tiny Suns Infused With Sour

Well, I was down to two layers for a day or so at least; however, winter's not going down without a fight.

In keeping with my theme of how much the season sucks, My Lovely Wife was unceremoniously shit-canned from her place of employment last Thursday. It's not at all what you'd call a shocking development, rather a matter of whether she would leave before they let her go. As it happens, they also laid off her boss, who got her into the job in the first place.

From a mental health perspective, this is a fantastic development. Financially...not so much.

Still, you'd be hard pressed to tell that MLW hasn't been "on the job," as she's picked up a slew of freelance work and will have had three interviews before the week is up. As always (and I have more experience with this then I ever really wanted), it's just a question of when she's going to find the right fit, not if.

But I'd be lying if I said that we're not worried about the money to some degree.

Next: Back to the music. Promise.

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