My week was made yesterday when my boss told me . . . ready for this? I'm getting a promotion. Totally unexpected. I'll have manager status which means I'll get sick time. I'll get a raise. It's going to be a good thing, and the timing couldn't have been better.
I took a couple of extra days off next week. I don't think I'm going to mention it to my mom, just take my days off, send M to camp, so I can do some things like unpack.
M got in trouble tonight for mouthing off, so he lost his TV. We went swimming and made brownies. His grandma had bought him a new movie today, but he didn't get to watch it. Terrible isn't it?
My mom was in a foul mood when I picked M up tonight. I'm not sure why. She kept trying to call me while I was talking to my brother about my patio garden, then when I called back she wouldn't even talk to me, so I talked to my dad about my efforts to teach M to swim. We floated tonight. That's an improvement.
The lawyer won't return my calls, so I'm sort of stalled on the legal front. He cashed my check though.
Deb, Harry was awesome. I liked the end.
The house is still a mess, but I don't really care. My mother won't set foot in here now.