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October 25, 2006
Official
I've cried. I've overthought. I've tortured my friends and family with dramatic conversations about fear, depression, money, quality of life and the potential to move again.
I told Rex yes, then this morning decided the money wasn't worth losing this life. Luckily, I didn't call Rex right away, and by the time I did talk to him, I was resigned to moving again. Although I did hope that he was on the fence too and would call the whole thing off.
Anyway, verbal acceptance has been given. A written offer letter is expected next week. Rex's ass is expected to be planted in a chair near Dallas within four weeks.
If all this sounds discombobulated and unsure, well, that's because it is. I am.
Posted by me at October 25, 2006 10:30 PM