Ain’t Gonna Happen

Brian finally called the police department yesterday for his monthly job update – they have a spot reserved for him at the academy for September BUT, (there has to be a BUT, right?) the woman he spoke with said it looks unlikely they will be able to send him this year after all.

DAMN IT! And, to add insult to injury, if he is not hired by the end of October, he has to take his physical and/or written test all over again because they are only good for one year. Yes, in October, it will be one whole year since this mess started.

I feel so bad for Brian, he was so down last night – I know he feels so hopeless right now. He is talking like he won’t even go back and take the tests again, saying it isn’t worth it if they won’t hire him but at least that would give him a chance.

It is hard for me to even say anything right now, especially today, of all days – my last day at my old job. I just got done packing up my desk and moving 2 floors up to my new office. My new boss is on vacation and we share an office, so it is nice to have a little peace and quiet to set up shop. What am I saying? It is quiet EVERYWHERE in this building – everyone has already taken off for the long holiday weekend and I will be following them very shortly. Who really gives a shit if I leave early at this point? My old boss is saying good riddance, don’t let the door hit you in the ass and my new boss doesn’t officially take me on until Monday.

So – my ass if outta here to try and soothe my poor husband’s broken heart and salvage some fun out of this weekend. We have two many plans, as usual and I feel bad for it. Tomorrow was the day we had set aside to get together with Lynne and her family to celebrate their birthdays. We are supposed to be at their place by 9am to go cherry picking. I have never been and it actually sounds kind of fun. Coupled with a gorgeous day tomorrow, it wouldn’t be half bad if it weren’t so freaking early in the morning on a vacation day!

Then, tomorrow night, we are tagging along with his mom and her friend, to a 4th of July party of one of THEIR friends (got that?). We were supposed to be going out to dinner to celebrate Brian’s birthday with them but they got this party invite late and we could tell they REALLY wanted to go. So, Brian – being the pleaser he is, agreed to go. I think we will have a good time – food, drinks, nice weather, new people, what’s not to like?

Saturday is the 4th of July lake party and fireworks that night. Again, Lynne and her brood will be heading over insanely early but we just won’t make it this time. The Tour de France starts on Saturday and I know Brian will want to be parked for the beginning. Then, if we go over there early in the morning and then stay for fireworks, that is just too damn long at someone else’s house. So, I am not sure what time we will head over – 1pm? 2pm? Who knows?

That’s really it – does that sound like a lot? Sunday is a free day – I would love to see Mamma Mia with my aunt but that might be too much. I might just want a day to sit around on my ass at home, not have to get pretty, not have to BE anywhere. I would love to sit around and watch movies at home but when it is SO nice outside, I feel guilty sitting in the house all day.

*sigh* I should be more excited about this job move but as I stare at the end of the line, I feel more like I was pushed out than I leaped on my own accord. If they would just open their eyes and get rid of my bitch of a boss, I could have been happy. OK, maybe not HAPPY but definitely happier.

Oh well – what’s done is done and Monday starts a new chapter of my life and of my career here at the firm. And as I sit here and type this out, I wonder – will I ever be able to find a cube/office that fits my tiny ass? I am so freaking short – my arms are cramping up trying to lift my hands to reach the keyboard. I am gonna have to call maintenance to put together something for me. . .

Happy 4th of July weekend, everyone!