My last post was sort of cryptic. I feel like I owe the Internets an explanation.
Life has handed us some lemons in the past few weeks, though only one major one thankfully. [That particular story is not really mine to tell. Very short version: Abe was closely involved in that situation. We had a lot of difficult Life Conversations we'd been putting off, and dealt with some Very Sad Things.]
We sold the condo. Then the sale fell through at the very last possible moment, due to some new government regulations that our HOA had (unbeknownst to us) completely ignored. We were disappointed.
Then we (almost) bought a house. It was a wonderful house, in a neighborhood I've dreamed of living in since I was old enough to have those kind of dreams. Unfortunately, it turned out that the reason we could afford the house was because it had such severe structural damage that it needed to be torn down and rebuilt. We could not afford to do that. We had to back out.
We found two more (nearly) perfect houses. They were sold minutes before we put in offers, for more than we could afford to pay.
My best friend at work (and sort of in life right now) found a new job. I'm happy for her, of course, but sad for me.
I sobbed at Abe, updated my LinkedIn, and considered quitting. Instead, I wrote a carefully worded letter that got me transferred to another team, and documented the situation just in case. (I have a record of Very Shady Things my supervisor has done, such as changing time cards so we wouldn't get overtime and encouraging us to work off the clock.) Most days, I feel like Tom Smykowski.
Weirdly enough, though, things are basically going well. A few weeks ago, we sold the condo again, hopefully for good this time. (We'll know for sure by the end of the month.) My new schedule is much closer to Abe's, so we have more time to spend together. We found a contractor who is going to help us find an affordable home and remodel it. I started a new workout regimen. Parks & Recreation and Community had new episodes on the same night.
Nothing's gonna stop me now.
Life has handed us some lemons in the past few weeks, though only one major one thankfully. [That particular story is not really mine to tell. Very short version: Abe was closely involved in that situation. We had a lot of difficult Life Conversations we'd been putting off, and dealt with some Very Sad Things.]
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I got (what I thought was) a promotion at work. Then it turned out the position I had been offered didn't exist. My supervisor had offered me a new position in order to get me to step down from my current position, so that she could give my job to a friend of a friend.I sobbed at Abe, updated my LinkedIn, and considered quitting. Instead, I wrote a carefully worded letter that got me transferred to another team, and documented the situation just in case. (I have a record of Very Shady Things my supervisor has done, such as changing time cards so we wouldn't get overtime and encouraging us to work off the clock.) Most days, I feel like Tom Smykowski.
Weirdly enough, though, things are basically going well. A few weeks ago, we sold the condo again, hopefully for good this time. (We'll know for sure by the end of the month.) My new schedule is much closer to Abe's, so we have more time to spend together. We found a contractor who is going to help us find an affordable home and remodel it. I started a new workout regimen. Parks & Recreation and Community had new episodes on the same night.
Nothing's gonna stop me now.
4 comments:
I'm so sorry that you've had a run of rotten luck. I'm glad you aren't too down though. A new parks and rec brightens my day too!! I hopE your condo sells and you find your dream home. That's some stressful grown up stuff!
oh man that is just so many ugh things. seriously hope things do start looking up for you and fingers crossed on the condo sale!
There are so many days when I feel like Tom Smykowski around these parts. I'M A PEOPLE PERSON, DAMMIT. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE??!!??
I'm sorry you've had a streak of shit happen to you and around you. I hope that means you've filled your bullshit quota for the year.
I'm sorry you've had a string of wobblies. Big hugs, lady.
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