Just when you thought it was safe....
Feb. 28th, 2008 09:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
femkes_folliesOr, we have committed the sin of having a little money in the bank.
Hence (to quote my husband) Fortuna vomits on us yet again. Actually, it's something of a mixed blessing - but the Chicago trip is cancelled. *sigh*
Why, you ask? Because the transmission in the van suffered a catastrophic failure today. We'd been meaning to replace it - and so we shall.
Dad, bless him, found us a late model lease turn-in, in our price range. It's a good deal. And so he and Mom will come out to get us (embarassing as THAT was to ask - but we can't get the carseat into the ranger. And we don't have temp tags on the big truck, yet. Hopefully it will all come together, and we'll have a new vehicle to come back home in.
The dealership can't give us squat for the F-150. However, no sooner had Darling gotten off the phone with Dad than someone called and wants to come look at it next week.
Next week will be busy. And stressful. I have a doctor's appt on Tuesday, as well as Anneliese's parent-teacher conference - hopefully all this nonsense won't affect my blood pressure. Darling has an interview on Wednesday (fingers crossed for luck, there!). And hopefully the truck will go ba-bye on Thursday.
One of my sales reps has a number of job leads for me. So I think I'll go with my gut and NOT do the working interview at the Clinic I'd been talking to. I suspect it's a bad fit. And I'm unwilling to give them an entire 16 hours of my time for no recompense when I don't want the job to begin with. Here's hoping that the good Lord will provide something else.
Nyeh. Off to bed.
Hence (to quote my husband) Fortuna vomits on us yet again. Actually, it's something of a mixed blessing - but the Chicago trip is cancelled. *sigh*
Why, you ask? Because the transmission in the van suffered a catastrophic failure today. We'd been meaning to replace it - and so we shall.
Dad, bless him, found us a late model lease turn-in, in our price range. It's a good deal. And so he and Mom will come out to get us (embarassing as THAT was to ask - but we can't get the carseat into the ranger. And we don't have temp tags on the big truck, yet. Hopefully it will all come together, and we'll have a new vehicle to come back home in.
The dealership can't give us squat for the F-150. However, no sooner had Darling gotten off the phone with Dad than someone called and wants to come look at it next week.
Next week will be busy. And stressful. I have a doctor's appt on Tuesday, as well as Anneliese's parent-teacher conference - hopefully all this nonsense won't affect my blood pressure. Darling has an interview on Wednesday (fingers crossed for luck, there!). And hopefully the truck will go ba-bye on Thursday.
One of my sales reps has a number of job leads for me. So I think I'll go with my gut and NOT do the working interview at the Clinic I'd been talking to. I suspect it's a bad fit. And I'm unwilling to give them an entire 16 hours of my time for no recompense when I don't want the job to begin with. Here's hoping that the good Lord will provide something else.
Nyeh. Off to bed.
