Do you know the saying, “Drink from your own rain barrel,
draw water from your own spring-fed well”?
It’s true. Otherwise, you may one day come home
and find your barrel empty and your well polluted.
So. Great. I only wish I’d been there to see it.
In totally unrelated news, Friday and Monday I did phone and in-person interviews for a job with a company called data2insight. The gal who owns and runs it is looking for an executive assistant for 10 to 20 hours a week, with working from home a very real option (the office is on Capitol Hill, a fairly long and arduous commute from our house, so I’d have to work from home to make it work). That sounded like a pretty ideal situation to me: not too much commitment or responsibility, doable throughout pregnancy and potentially after the boy makes his appearance, and the work sounds like it could be mentally stimulating enough to help me stay sane. It also wouldn’t hurt for me to bring in a little extra cash for the family, too. If I get the job, great; if I don’t, that’s fine, too. I’ll just keep looking for something else. So here’s crossing my fingers for the best outcome, whatever that may be.