Calls for the June class went out this past week. (Congrats to all who got calls and accepted offers.) Shockingly, the PD register did not skip numbers 1-39 and go straight down to the 70's. Goshdarnit. (Hi, Kolbi.)
Tamale, how I long to hear your angelic voice... yeah, yeah, I know "the call" is an email, folks.
Tamale, how I long to have your DoS form email invitation grace my husband's inbox. It is a "Yahoo!" account after all.
My parents are truly accepting this FS thing now. (Not.) My Dad said "...well, when you drag your family off to live in Pakistan..." I interrupted him and said that we wouldn't all be asked to move to Pakistan. He just kept talking. So I said it again. Then my step mom said to him, "You've told several people they are moving to Pakistan."
I don't know why he thinks this. Every single time I bring up anything having to do with the FS he changes the subject. I need some good links to email him so he has some good info to read. If anybody has recommendations please let me know. I need some PD about this life.
And my mother, who has been out of work due to her heroic work-related injury, has declined my offers to visit her. She is out of work for two weeks with a sprained ankle, and lives alone in a second floor apartment. She said, "No, don't come. I have plenty of help. From my friends. I am testing my network for when you are gone." Gone. Gone. Gone. Erased. I'm glad she has friends. But I'm still here and I'd like to help her while I am.
I guess I can't have it both ways.