total freak-out
okay, Wacky Mommy is in full, complete TOTAL FREAK-OUT MODE NOW! WTF? Oh. My. God…. Can’t write, can’t concentrate, can’t even manage to vacuum my g.d. office, much less work on the much-needed second draft of The Novel, because…
I just got called in for an interview for what appears to be a pretty decent job, for a pretty decent company. Huh? Learn to speak “grown-up” again? Deal with traffic? Pay a babysitter to watch the kids?
Yes, my friends, all this and more. Lunches out. With grown-ups. A regular paycheck. Health benefits, so maybe Wacky Daddy can take a breather, since his benefits have saved our collective asses over here for the past six years. (His health insurance policy became active the day Wacky Girl was born. No I am not kidding. We did have insurance, but we were carrying our own policy and it was all a bit confusing. Not to mention expensive.)
So that’s all I know for now.
What’s up with ya’ll? No one posts lately, but WD. But I know you’re reading… I’m tracking ya.
Love,
WM
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I hope that you love your new job. Mine is bizz-ay lately. Meaning I barely have time to pee, much less comment. Carry on being fascinating, lol. Have a lovely weekend!
August 5th, 2005 | #
You must pee! That’s an order. You have a superfine weekend, too. Stay cool, everyone!
WM
August 5th, 2005 | #