It really is pleasantly cooler! I know the rest of the country will think it's a riot that 82 is "cooler," but seriously, it feels great. I may start walking at lunch.
Boy's second sock just needs a Kitchenered toe, but that requires focus, and tonight has been wine and television.
I am watching the financial crisis through the fingers over my eyes. My employment is directly tied to the availability of project financing from the level that is currently coughing up blood on Wall Street. Can't say more. Feeling vulnerable.
But!!! We do actually have good news from La Famiglia Bossy Cane. Girl received the word from the state that she is Eligible for the teaching certificate she is seeking. She needs a class or two to become fully certified as an Autism specialist, but her undergrad psych degree took her a long way (who says an undergrad in psych is totally worthless?) She will get a nice salary bump for this approval, and another nice salary bump after getting the full certification. Still not a ton of money for the challenging job she does while dodging occasional physical harm, but she loves what she does. I envy her that.
So, I'm thinking that this may signal a change in the karmic tide for all of us. Girl found a great place to rent close to work, loves her job, and will get a fat raise. Maybe it will rub of on the rest of us.
Dudley is with me this week, because the raise isn't in the paycheck yet and Girl is working 12 and 16 hour days this week to get the overtime. Roommate Drama was awfully expensive.
Mama drama: Not good. She's not good. I'm spending half my work day on the phone dealing with her issues.
So, midweek summary: same old dark clouds, with an occasional bit of sunshine and a bouncy black and white dog who farts a lot. And a damn near finished sock.
I have so many more profound things to say about finishing projects and a budget so tight it squeaks and preparing for a garage sale to sell off my life, but, yeah, did I mention the wine? And Dancing with the Stars is on? Thinking can wait.