It was a very, very difficult day today. The seemingly endless tide of ill fortune continued, as I was told that my position was being moved to the Washington, DC, area. (Of course, I'm not going with it.) Because of budgetary concerns, the position is being moved, not added, so once that spot is filled, my position will cease to exist. That means that I have probably 4-6 weeks minimum, and perhaps as long as 8-10 weeks if I'm lucky, in which to find a new job.
So yeah, with everything else that's been happening, it was a rough day. I talked a little with Dad about it, and he agreed that what our family desperately needs is some good fortune.
I got a couple of treats, one unexpected, and one I made for myself. I got home and took Dash outside for his evening pee-and-poop. I noticed a LARGE bird dropping on the back deck, too large for the usual pigeons and robins we have, and looked up to see a beautiful hawk sitting majestically on the point of our rear gable. He looked at me proudly...I wonder if Grandpa came to visit, knowing that I'd had a thoroughly rotten day? Then I decided I needed something else good, so I ordered one of my favorites, hot wings from CD's Wings here in Westminster. Some of the best wings I've ever had, bar none.
Please keep praying for us. Thanks for reading along.
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