I have a 94 in my class. That means that if I do not do this silly project which is only worth 30 points and will take me hours of sweating, teeth-gnashing, and most likely, a few tears.... I still have a 94. That means I really do not have to go back to class the rest of the semester. I have an "A" regardless.
Wow. Tough decision. What to do?
The interview this afternoon was, ho-hum, non-eventful. The office is old and musty smelling. The decor is old and musty looking. It's messy and musty smelling. He gave me the grand tour of messy, musty smelling rooms. There's a bird. I didn't check to see if it was musty smelling. He's very nice (the CPA, not the bird.... the stupid bird bit me). The lady who works there is very nice. He's not a clock watcher. He would expect me to work independently. He says that after working with him, if I wanted to learn all the could be learned, I would be able to open my own office. Couldn't be a CPA, of course, but I could have an accounting business. That's the goal. Why I couldn't muster some enthusiasm, I don't know. Maybe the musty stole my muster. He said it would be after Thanksgiving before I heard back from him. That's fine. I don't want to think about it any time soon.
My brother is supposed to be talking with Mom about all of us kids taking her out for her 80th birthday, coming up in a few weeks. When Mom left here last spring, Hubby said he hoped he wouldn't ever be asked to do anything else for her because he'd done all he was going to do. When this birthday thing came up, I asked him if there was any point in asking him to go. He said if I wanted him there, he would certainly go... why did I ask? I reminded him of his statement (which, by the way, was not an unreasonable statement to make under the circumstances). Hubby said he would not be doing it for her, he would be doing it for me, and that was different.
I wish I could be that unselfish.
I placed my Nutrisystem order today. It ain't gonna be easy, but I don't want to be a size 24. I don't want to outweigh my husband by 25 pounds. I don't want to go to job interviews wondering if the job is lost when I waddle in the door because I'm fat. We all know it happens. By the time I get the order, it'll probably be Thanksgiving, so I guess I'll start right after. I should be able to button those brand new size 22's by the middle of December.
Oh, my, that's so pathetic!!!
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11 years ago
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My mom turned 80 last June. Maybe if you got the job you could burn some scented candles and get rid of the musty smell. My MIL is doing Nutri-System, I'm sure it would work if she wouldn't cheat so much.
Yep, that cheating can really stall the progress. It's a good program & I've done it before, I'm just really bad about NOT retaining those good eating & exercising habits after I lose weight.
If I end up with that job, I'll certainly have to do something to sweeten the air in my general vicinity. I wouldn't want to go home smelling like mildew every day!
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