I have been not going to work for two weeks now and other than the slight nagging discomfort that comes out of the need to make enough money to pay the mortgage and keep the lights on, I've been unwinding what's turned out to be a very tightly wound me. I said to NM for about the 99th time, 'I'm VERY tired'. Yes, yes you are. You've been VERY tired for about two and a half years now. Go take a nap. OK.
I've played with my daughter, there she is on the last day of summer. OK, it wasn't the last day of summer, it just felt that way because she was heading to Vermont and then Maine for Fiddle Camp and then we'll be passing in the night as she heads home and I head for Cape Breton only to return on the 24th just before she goes to high school YES YOU READ THAT RIGHT MTHRFKING HIGH SCHOOL (sorry) on the 25th.
Also this is Grey Bear or Sir Fuzzy Paws depending on which of us is on chicken duty. There are 46 remaining after just two casualties since the second batch arrived. So far we're doing pretty well. NM built a frame for a new baby pen, I fenced it and Elizabeth and I well, we more or less threw paint in its general direction so we have a super sturdy pen that comes apart in four panels and if you don't lose the carriage bolts it goes back together pretty well too. We even labeled the sides. You know - A goes with A, B goes with B and all that shit. It's necessary, trust me. Especially when you're not working on a flat surface.
In the mean time, and I'm not sure where I left off with this, I had the one initial 30 minute interview with the hiring manager and then a 30 minute interview with the db admin who likes to give (uh, I like to give tests too) and that actually went alright even though apparently that one never goes alright.
I had a three hour on-site interview scheduled for yesterday (Wednesday) from 9 - 12 which went until nearly 2 because I spent what I think might have been close to an hour with the CFO which wasn't actually on the schedule. He said, just two minutes...
References have been called and everything is moving exactly the way it is meant to be moving when two entities have declared themselves to be madly in love. This is the way it works. We do this dance until we decide if we will get married. The dance takes a little while, especially with a company of this size; yep, it's another big company, go figure, but I do seem to be developing some level of understanding.
So you all know now, it is a dance and it is progressing and I don't put my eggs in any one basket and I don't count chicks, chickens or even a fully cooked meal until the Ts are crossed and the eyeballs are fully poked.
It's a slow and patient waltz, just nobody blink...