I'm tired.
The daycare where Rachel goes posted a sign on the nursery door that read, "A stomach bug is going around the daycare. None of the babies in the nursery have gotten it yet. Please be on the look out for symptoms and do not bring your child if s/he exhibits symptoms. This bug spreads rapidly." Fair enough. I just didn't expect that I would be the one to gt it. And subsequently - Michael got it. The kids however - are fine.
I interviewed for a position at my office on Monday. They interviewed 4 candidates (all internal) for Project Manager Manager - stupid name. I don't think I'll get the job. Although I would like the job - there are things that I think can be done to help the process. One of the last PMs hired, was hired by my boss's boss. I fully expect him to get the job. At the time he was hired, I thought that he was hired to be the leader of the group. I still believe that. We'll see.
Michael's job hunt is not going well. There are two other gentlemen entering the job market from his program too. They both have on campus interviews. One of the men has 5 interviews. The other one has 3. I don't understand this turn of events. Neither does Michael and he's getting depressed about it. He's really lost confidence in himself. I just hope the dissertation continues to progress. He needs to have that piece of paper complete.
This year we've replaced or repaired the dishwasher, air conditioning, disposal, ice maker, washer and dryer. We've painted the inside of the house, landscaped the flowerbeds, had the carpets cleaned. On the cars we've replaced the windshields on both cars, the tires and brakes on mine. Plus we've had medical bills of a baby being born, torn muscle on Michael's elbow, cortizone shots in his shoulder and two carpel tunnel surgeries.
I am ready for a break - emotionally and financially.

