He called.
He got a job offer here. After he finishes his residency. In 2007.
He wants to take it.
He wants to see me. Soon. I might be taking a trip to Delaware some weekend.
And because I have now written about it, none of this will happen. Because that's how my life works.
oh. and P.S. My neighbor B Girl told a story of a psychic her mom saw. This woman is always on the money about things. Said she knew Rita wouldn't hit, but that there is a hurricane slated to "devastate" Houston on October 13th. So if I eat my words and actually do leave, don't rub it in. I'm a chickenshit that way. Maybe Zoe and I will fly the coop and fly to Delaware.
And I'm bummed that my sitter was busy because I wanted to meet that kickass chick Natalie from I Have Questions and see Ms. Pants again. Badass chicks rawk!
Posted by debutaunt at October 2, 2005 07:59 PMsounds like the weekend churned up some interesting thoughts for the future! Creepy about the psychic, I hope she's not right about this one.
Posted by: Rachel at October 2, 2005 08:20 PMYou and Zoe can come to West-by-God-Virginny and stay with me if a hurricane hits.
Oh, and Deb? Be careful. Make him treat you like the goddess you are!
Posted by: Laura at October 2, 2005 09:17 PMBut did she tell people Rita wouldn't hit BEFORE Rita didn't hit?
I'm bummed too. Just means we'll have to come up with another reason to meet.
Posted by: Natalie at October 3, 2005 06:39 AMThanks for the heads up on the next hurricane. I willl leave for this one then AND leave early before all the others do!
Did she tell you anything you can use regarding Dr. E (Big)?
Posted by: Debbie at October 3, 2005 07:02 AM