Hi. (When you read that, did it sound like depressed Ross from Friends? Cause that's how I wrote it.) We've had a week here. It's been, um, unexpected. Let me back up a bit and explain.
About 6 weeks ago, Corporate decided to restructure the management at Curly's work. It directly affected him. He, along with 8 others, had to reinterview for their jobs. Curly also looked around the company and found a couple of other things he'd like to do. So, he applied for those. Which led to us putting our house on the market. And then, when he didn't get those other jobs, we took our house off the market. It seemed we were staying put. Yesterday, Curly got his offer. It was for the same position he has now, but in Pittsburgh. With it came the promise of promotion in 6 months. To say we were floored is an understatement. To quote Clark Griswold, "If I woke up tomorrow with my head sewn to the carpet, I wouldn't be more surprised than I am now."
Some things need to be ironed out, but right now it looks like we're moving. Again. Today we spent the day wandering downtown, going in every store we love, and just taking it all in. I'll be doing that a lot until we move. We haven't told the kids yet. I just can't bring myself to do it.
This has been extremely depressing, has it not? Yikes. At least I have my fabric to comfort me. And, bright side here, Pittsburgh is only a few hours from my older brother. I have a feeling we have an open invitation to every Thanksgiving and Christmas for the rest of our days. Eh, Jon? Save the neck for me.