Dangerous Letters, Vol. 31

This week FLEW by and it's not just because I blew you all off on Monday.

But that helped.

Last Friday I flew to Austin for a long awaited weekend away.  Technically I went to Austin for Bloggy Boot Camp but boot camp is offered in multiple cities and one of my best friends lives in Austin - so it was an easy choice to visit her, meet her GORGEOUS baby and learn a TON about Search Engine Optimization at Bloggy Boot Camp (P.S. I'm doing it all wrong.  Thank you for finding me anyway!)

As many of you know I've been searching for a new job for the past three months.  Last week I received two offers.  Now, if I'd received EITHER offer I would have been thrilled, but receiving BOTH of them threw me into a tailspin.  How do you choose between two great choices?   On top of that, my company announced that they would be laying off 10-20% of my office tomorrow. 

Emotional Roller Coaster much?

Anyway, last Wednesday night I didn't sleep AT ALL.  Thursday I decided which job I would take and that night I slept like a baby - except for the fact that I had to get up EARLY to fly to Austin.

Except that I lied.  I flew to Memphis where I was SUPPOSED to wait for 45 minutes and then connect to Austin.  But my plane to Memphis got in late.  And the battery in my watch stopped.  And then my boss called to tell me "thank you for volunteering for the layoff but I can't make any changes at this point.  But, oh, if you want to quit, it will save someone else's job."

And then I called my husband to tell him that I wouldn't be getting the severance.  And then the VP of Sales at the company I ended up turning down beeped in and said, "So when are you going to start??" and I had to tell him that I had two offers and I was undecided.  And he put the hard press on me.  And then I FINALLY hung up, drained and exhausted.  I looked around and everyone was STILL sitting there and I thought - we should TOTALLY be boarding by now. WHAT is going on?

And then I realized that the gate area I was in was the gate area for 8 really SMALL gates and the 40 other people going to Austin had already boarded and flown away while I was ON THE FREAKING PHONE.

And then I called my husband and told him that I missed my plane BECAUSE I AM AN IDIOT.

And then I started walking to the gate where the next flight to Austin would be departing - IN FIVE HOURS.

SWEET.

The new gate was FAR from the old gate and as I got closer and closer to the gate there was ABSOLUTELY no one else around.  I decided to go to the bathroom.  I walked in and it was totally empty except for a bag on the ground in one of the stalls.  And all I could think of was some CRAZY scary movie and - no lie - I took my cell phone out of my pocket and peed with it in my hand even though it wasn't on - just so I could dial 911 if a serial killer came through the door.

And then I put The Girl Who Played With Fire away and decided that I should maybe not finish it because I'm apparently going INSANE.

I had to buy a $30 cell phone charger because I had forgotten mine and could not survive 5 hours in an airport waiting area with a dead iphone and a book I'm no longer allowed to read. 

So I'm sitting there when a very nice man walks up and says, "Are you going to Austin?" and we proceed to talk and spend the next 5 hours together.  He even bought me dinner (THANKS TODD!)

THEN I realized I was going to miss my own #wineparty and SPECIAL #WINETASTING!  Argh! Then we flew to Austin and I had an amazing weekend with my friend, her husband, her baby and Bloggy Boot Camp (yes, I stayed anonymous.)

And then I came back and accepted the job at the one company, turned down the job at the other company (who said, "the door is always open" - they rock!) and then resigned today.

Such an emotional and crazy week.

Thank you to all of you who have been SO SUPPORTIVE during my angst-ridden and insecurity-laden job search.  Your encouragement meant the WORLD to me. 

Thank you to everyone who left comments this week.  I still haven't figured out how to comment on comments but some of them make me laugh out loud - typically at completely inappropriate times.

Speaking of comments:

On the post, Ten Things That Have Made Me Laugh Lately:

I laughed out loud at work about the boys' JUNK. And I'm devising a plan to kill my husbad with death by bacon. Thank you for the idea.

signed, Krista

Kit: Another thing to add to the list of what is AWESOME about Bacon - you can kill someone and TOTALLY make it look like love.

One thing that made me laugh yesterday: I was cooking supper while trying to supervise my 3yo decorating (not carving) a pumpkin. I always drain my ground hamburger meat when it's finished. Yesterday, I forgot to put the strainer in between the pan and the trash. Yep, I poured all my meat into the trash. Good times.

signed, Tracy

Kit: Don't beat yourself up about it, I have a number of guy friends who have put their meat into trash more times than I can count.

thanks for sharing these, they definitely made me laugh too.
I love your dinnertime routine, that sounds great!

signed, Lindsay Dianne

Kit: The routine is designed to get them talking.  I ask, "How was your day? What was  your favorite part? Were there any silly parts? Were there any bad parts?"  I hope that if there is something under the surface this will bring it out.

On the post, Luckily We Both Think I'm Funny:

SOO true. My husband will go around and gather up all the glasses and plates and spoons, and then set them on the counter over the dishwasher. I'm not sure he actually knows how to open the dishwasher, since those things are super complicated.

signed, Mrs. MidAtlantic

Kit: Worse? We don't wash the fancy knives in the dishwasher so my husband will leave them on the side of the sink.  A dishwasher at least has buttons - but he can't, APPARENTLY, figure out how to work a SPONGE.

On the post, The Difference Between Men and Women:

Our bathroom is attached to our bedroom too. Which can be entirely too much closeness for even the happiest of married couples! LOL

signed, Elizabeth Flora Ross

Kit: When my husband and I first lived together we lived in a 3 story brownstone with a bathroom on each floor and I could never understand why he went to the top floor (which was unused) to "READ."  Now I do and am thinking of installing a bathroom in the attic!

On the post, Sex Homework: The Hooker Edition:

I seriously never knew that some simple knee-high boots had such an effect on men. I've got a black pair in the back of my closet that I've never worn---thinking that's gonna have to change!

signed Kocinera

Kit: Add a mini-skirt without panties and you will NOT be able to get dinner on the table.

Okay kids, that's it.  There were some awesome comments this week that I haven't highlighted here because I pretty much haven't slept in a month and tonight's the night I'm catching up.  Because tomorrow's the night I'm catching up on #wineparty!  See you there.

Love,

Kit

Comments

[Paxochka]

You blew everyone on Monday and I missed it? Sadface...

Ohh nevermind. Blew OFF! It was more interesting my way :P

[Jana]

I'm laughing imagining you missing a flight because you were on the phone. That's so freaking amazing!

[andygirl]

damn, woman. that is some airport shenanigans right there. but the same thing would have happened to me.

I looooved the Girl Who Played With Fire, except now I'm addicted to the trilogy and the third one will NEVER come out on paperback. grrrrr! life, she is a fickle bitch.

[Alexandra the Tsaritsa]

At least you have a choice! I'd kill to have a job right now, let alone two great job offers. You're lucky!!!

And Happy Halloween!

[Elle]

So glad to know I'm not the only one who sometimes thinks a psycho killer is going to get me in a public restroom when I'm in there alone. I think it was the movie Copycat where Harry Connick Jr. attacks S. Weaver in the bathroom and that put the scenario into my head. I'm not even going to attempt to spell her name. ;) Congrats on the job, yay!

[corrin]

Congrats on the new job! (Trying not to hate you for getting TWO offers.)