Dad gave his two week notice today. As mrfnord said when I mentioned it, "So it begins."
If Dad gets through his ninety day probationary period (plus the next two weeks at his old job), then we move to Sacramento. At this point, I'd say it's a 99 3/4 percent chance that there will be a move this summer, probably in June. In the meantime, we have a house with twelve years of accumulated junk to pack and otherwise get ready to move. It's going to be a joyously fun few months. Remind me to breathe, please.
In the meantime, I pulled a joke on my friend Eileen. Eileen and I have known each other since high school, and she ended up marrying a doctor who still had to do his internship, and so she moved to Cleveland with him. Talking at Christmas, her husband got a job out here in Red Bluff, and they were moving back to this area in May. So as a joke, I wrote her and said, "I have news! You know how you're moving back to Redding? Well, we're moving to Cleveland!"
Of course, then I put a bunch of space in my email and noted that we were moving to Sacramento, not Cleveland. The response I got back? "You have the Strangest sense of humor! :P " Well, see, I know my friends, and I know that means I would have gotten myself hit had we been in the same room. It means I win. %)
Dad's boss says it's a good opportunity and he's sorry to lose Dad as an employee. [Aside: I hate how I have to think to make sure I'm using the right one with 'lose' and 'loose', but that's just a side annoyance.] So all systems go. Dad starts his new job on Monday, February 21st.
As for me, it's the same ol' same ol'. The more things change, the more they stay the same.
Completely unrelated, go over and wish zibblsnrt a happy birthday, since I seem to be better at remembering his birthday than he is. ;)