Trying to weasel out of having to go back to the Mothership. In FL. In August.
Wish me luck.
[Wrote the above and after reading it several times, wanted to add the following]
My extreme reticence at returning to FL is not just about the location and the oppressively hot and humid month of August. I mean, it is, but it's more than that.
FL is where my life crashed and burned. Most of my hugest life dissapointments happened there. FL is like spinach and cilantro and heights and hurricanes and sadness and tears all rolled into one hot sweaty steamy package. Yuck!
Also?? Being there means being away from J#2. And CO. And Denver. And my life as I love it. And where I am happy. And J#2. Did I mention that?
In the whole scope of things I know this is relatively minor and I really need to keep it in perspective. And J#2 is being very gracious and understanding and all which is what they excel at.
Stiil. Keep your fingers crossed they let me do all this training I **need** to do over the phone. Cause between you and me? I've had the training already. When I joined J#2. But since J#1 does not know I have J#2, it's not like I can really tell J#1.
Gee...aren't you happy I clarified everything?
:-)
Welp...good luck with that. I'm all too familiar with not wanting to revisit old ghosts. Maybe, though, it could be a way of putting the ghosts to rest--for good?
Posted by: Alma | Thursday, 26 June 2008 at 10:05 PM
How long are you going to have to be gone for? Sorry you have to go at all, but on the plus, at least you know once you are there - that you have all this to return to. All this sneezing, that is. F--k allergies. :0 xo
Posted by: hdw | Saturday, 28 June 2008 at 03:18 PM