|From the ice storm last year.|
So, I was pretty sad I didn't receive an automated call this morning, informing me to stay in bed and think about a hot breakfast. Instead I got up, put on two pairs of socks and shuffled the dog around the backyard. It was actually a nice walk to work, and it seems that my boss was not, in fact, snowed in to her home. Just a regular old workday.
J. says he's going to contact the Ohio person today. I've been doing my research (which is not very scientific) and she seems to have a very cohesive group of people, doing lots of different things. They even have pictures of the group doing things together. In their spare time. Having fun. Naturally, I want J. to get to work with nice people who enjoy what they're doing. But I don't need to get my hopes up. My mom suggested I send off to their Chamber of Commerce for a relocation packet in the mail. Mail. Oh, mom.
Since he wasn't sending an application to a job posting, but expressing interest in working as part of the team, we may hear something sooner than we think. If there wasn't a chance of working there, I'm sure she'd have just sent a reply that they didn't have funding or something. Yes, I'm getting too excited.