So the good news is, I'm feeling loads better than I was. I'm still nowhere near 100% though. I'm coughing like crazy, and can feel the mucus running down the back of my throat (tasty!), but I am feeling better. The bad news is I'm not going to Alaska. I wish I could I don't think I'll be better in time to catch a flight at 10 on Friday, besides which, I really don't need to worry about giving my germs to their sons. Also, I'm sure the cold Alaska air is exactly what my lungs need right now, especially when I'm having problems breathing to begin with. So I've managed to trade all my shifts (because of course I got scheduled to work when I was supposed to be gone), but not it's irrelevant.
I'm still trying to make up my mind for certain about Portland. My mom mentioned this morning that it would be a good idea for me to move home for a year, and I think I might agree. Move home, save lots of money, and not be as strapped for cash. I can go to the movies, go out to eat. I can go home and become a shift supervisor there, train and everything, then apply for Assistant Managing jobs from there for anywhere else in the country. I could stick all my crap in storage, as seems to be the theme, and then in another year, move up to Portland, or wherever is striking my fancy at that point in time. Maybe by then I'll have met my husband, and I can go from there.
Will someone please just tell me what I want to do?!?
Question of the Day: What do you think of my brilliant plan?