in which i shake my fist at the universe…

…and she laughs in my face, and then spits snow in it. Today was just bizarre. Here was my plan…take kiddo to day care, come home, make quick grocery run, get ready and drive back to town for an interview, interview, knock their socks off and get an offer on the spot, do jubilant cartwheels down the hall and all the way to my car, pick up kiddo at … Continue reading in which i shake my fist at the universe…