Three up and three down

On Wednesday I found out two things. One is that my boss conducted his first interview for a person to replace me at work. It didn't go well. In his words - "It scared the living shit out of me." Two is that he decided that my proposal isn't an option for him for the long term. He just can't get past the fact that there won't be a bookkeeper in my office even though he hasn't spent more than one half hour a week with me in at least a year in said office.

On Thursday he conducted his second interview. When I asked how that went he said, "We'll keep looking."

Today he conducted a third interview. I swear that this woman came straight from the casino to her interview, all polyester pants and flowered top and just the wrong shade of pink lipstick. I really tried not to be judgemental, but she just made it too easy.

As of the end of this day I will be conducting my job per my proposal for at least a month, more likely two months, and possibly forever - his words, not mine. I agreed because it works out perfectly for me. I get to spend the rest of the summer with my son, working from my home at my leisure, and he will continue my benefit package.

It turned out to be a pretty good week, in spite of the filling I had replaced in tooth number 14 on Thursday morning, followed by a visit to the walk in clinic due to a UTI.

Oh!

Best of all?

I didn't have to repack the big box!