Queen of Rambles

So much has been happening today that I don’t know what to say or do. I may just have to puke. That’s how my stomach feels right now.

Actually, at this very moment I want to beat my computer with a very large baseball bat, but I’ll puke after that. Mosaic Minds is all done and ready to go (and our best issue yet, if I do say so myself!) but I can’t fix the front page yet again! We’ve established that I’m not a complete idiot. I have a whole slew of alternate login info. It just hates me and refuses to work for me. I don’t know why it worked for me last month a couple of times. That means the official mailing list announcement won’t go out until Kisha can update everything because I would really hate to announce “we’re done, but with problems” two times in a row. Of course, that doesn’t apply here since I tell you about my problems in great, great, great detail.

After I cool down from this drama I’ll be back to needing to puke. Why?

Because we have thirty-one days to pack our stuff, move across the country and find a place to live! We got the call today and we are totally happy and excited! Mike’s new job starts on August 1. That will give us a little time to figure stuff out. He got a really nice signing bonus/relocation package that makes things a little easier to sort out. I just need to get on the horn tomorrow and figure out how to get a mover to move our stuff when we don’t have a place to move it TO yet. It will all work out, I’m sure.

We are also considering renting a car and taking a little drive south for a few days. We don’t want to invite ourselves to stay with people, but I guess we are. Jenn, can we visit you? We want to see Jenn and Mike wants to go to San Fran for a couple of days and see one of his college buddies if they are in town. They are really, really nice people but they frighten me in their perfection. They are obviously monied folks and I am obviously. . . not. They are not snobby at all. I’ve met them twice and they’ve been nothing but friendly. I just feel like a big, fat, poor, slobbish idiot next to the woman’s long-legged, skinny perfection. There goes the body image again. Is it time for some cheesecake?

We took my dad out to dinner tonight to celebrate the good news on the job front. I was just about to crack up. My dad doesn’t go into restaurants and stuff. They make him uncomfortable. He was bright red in the face and kept giggling the whole time. It was cute. I just wish he could stay sober all the time, lose some weight and meet someone nice to hang out with. I am going to be really sad to leave him all alone again. He has really appreciated having us here and as I’ve said before, I’ve really appreciated getting to know him this way.

So much to do, so much to do! I better go now and obsess about all the things I must do!

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