So apparently hell has frozen over.
I was offered and accepted a job at PAWS wildlife, doing reception and admissions. I originally thought that it was a seasonal/part time position… Well it is seasonal… But it’s certainly not part-time.
I start this Tuesday, working 9am-5.30pm, Tuesdays thru Saturdays. and then later in the season I’ll switch to 10 hour days, 4 days a week. Yeah… 40 hours a week is not part time, and I’ll have a new weird weekend. What good club nights does Seattle have on Sunday night? I think the scary Dawg Tagz bar/scary cinderblock building with no windows might have karaoke that night or something…. hehe but anyways, I’ll be making some nice duckets.
I’m excited, but a smidgen nervous. Devon is totally bummed that he won’t have a housewife to run his errands anymore… I’m psyched to have a househusband (yeah he has a job, but he works from home) to have greet me at the door with a cocktail and have dinner on the table.
hehe. I kid, I kid… Kinda…