This place still exists.
I sort of forgot. Between trying to just finish the damn school year already (why does my son fail to realize that part of the beauty of homeschooling is that you can finish the year EARLY if you so choose, which he did not) and uh, the fact that I got a job.
Yes, I sort of fainted too when I heard the news. Well, actually I got the job because I am such an awesome worker that a boss who hired me when I was 18 (and promoted me as well) decided I was worth hiring again.
I'm pretty sure that if I didn't have that extra piece of the puzzle, I would still be staring at my empty inbox, ignored by any and all employers. It's actually a great job, one that I am happy to have and am grateful to have. It pays more than I thought it would, too. Even better, my boss (she is an "upper" boss, not my immediate boss, if that makes any sense) is very cognizant of my family's needs and is more than willing to be flexible about my schedule.
Two unrelated notes, just because:
I was behind some dude in a brand new convertible BMW on my way to pick up Ms. P from school. Well, of course he wanted everyone to look at him, so I obliged. I couldn't help it. And when I did, I burst out laughing. His "look" was so studied, so douchebaggy that I had to laugh at his pretentiousness and the thought that HE thought he looked good. He had this very carefully curated stubble that looked almost penciled on. He had tats around the back of his neck, with a white T shirt cut just low enough to show them all off perfectly. He had on obnoxious sunglasses, and while I'm sure there are plenty of girls willing to date him, I would never have been one of them.
Again, in the car on the way to pick up babygirl. I see the Google Streetview car. I want to roll down my window and shout at him, "Hey, Michael Bluth!" But he was avoiding eye contact with everyone, probably because everyone always tries to say or do something cute and he just wants to photograph the streets and buildings, dammit. Leave him alone to his important work!