Today was shaping up to be a no-good kind of a day, in which I wear my worried pants that quickly pinch into cranky pants, but then my husband texted me with good news. Great news. Exciting news.
He has a job offer.
Tonight, we celebrate!
All that other silly stuff, the cold weather, the empty gas tank, the weird kitchen smell, the uncomfortable chair I sat in at work, all of that has faded away and I am doing a dance of pure joy!
Yea! Congratulations on what must be the best Christmas present!
ReplyDeleteGlad things are looking up. :)
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