I Meant To Do That!

Waking up this morning, I shuffled out of the bedroom and saw Beau walking toward me, already dressed to leave for Wally World. This was our conversation:

Me: Erm, you're wearing your shirt backwards.

Beau: *without breaking stride* I KNOW!

Me: Okay!

Beau: *stomps into bedroom, and without a word, proceeds to turn shirt around*

We're a bit tired around here.
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Small life update: I continue to work at my job, and have an interview coming up for a super cool job in Missouri. I've already warned my current boss that there's a possibility that we may have to leave Montana. Since her husband went through an almost identical professional crisis as Beau, she totally understood. *love*

Last night Beau had an interview at, of all places, the university. It's for a fantastic job with *gasp* GOOD pay - something he could really sink his teeth into and something that is directly related to his career - hallelujah! But as with all things in Missoula, there are always loads of people who apply for each position, so we'll see. In my job currently, I've been working on 3 separate search committees, and the amount of over-qualified people is really astounding. The competition is just like when I lived in New York City, erm, except without the good pay, good benefits, and plethora of jobs to apply for.

Anyway, it sounds like the interview went well, so here's hoping he can quit Wally World once and for all!!!! We'll wait and see and knock on wood and cross our fingers 'til they're all sore!