day 54: J.O.B.

I had plans for a post yesterday about spending a sick day with Camille and then I got distracted because Josh called midday saying he had been offered the job!!! The timing caught us by surprise since it was well after midnight in the US on a Sunday night. His boss (future) called to let him know that the delay was because of a computer system issue, but she wanted him to know that he was the guy they chose, the official offer will be headed his way in a few days, and they are all looking forward to him joining their team.

Josh is thrilled and I’m back to feeling content, since I was sure he was the guy way back when. We’ll forget about the beginning where he sent me the job description, I read it and thought he had zero qualifications for the job (Masters in Business Administration and 20 years experience?), plus it required 80% travel so I emailed him and basically said, “heck no. That’s a deal breaker” and then my email server mysteriously started acting up and never sent the email to him.

I haven’t been on Facebook much (and not posting at all) but I’ve been catching posts here and there from military friends all retiring this year and I wonder how the process has been for them: do they have a job lined up? Are they moving “home?” What are their goals for “normal life?” (as opposed to military life) It’s one of the reasons I’ve been writing about our experience. Everyone says how hard it is, practically impossible, to retire from overseas, but we’re doing it. So far so good. It helps that we want to stay where we are, that Josh has a unique skill set suited for the region where we live, and that we’ve done a lot of thinking/research about what we will need to live here post retirement. It has taken a few extra international trips for classes and medical exams and we are going back to California to finish out the process, but hey, that’s home for us.

And now the biggest obstacle, setting up future employment, is behind us. I was joking with Josh that I’ve been waiting for the job offer to come in so I can write: Great news! #RetiredJosh is now also #EmployedJosh

The original, pre-job post below: 

Today was a sick day. Camille woke up at 3am, started throwing up, and suddenly my slate was wiped clean for the day. I haven’t missed a day of work all year, but a puking kid trumps all. Thankfully I work with a fantastic team at school and they said they would cover my shift, no problem.

Meels and I watched Gilmore Girls in bed on my phone, each of us with one AirPod in, for the next several hours. Nothing like a little Netflix at 4am. Just a heads up — Gilmore Girls (even season 1) is not appropriate for a 7 year old.

Of course by 8am she was a crab, and I was wishing I could go to work, but I persisted (no iPad during school hours) and she finally fell asleep.

She’s completely better today so it was either a quick bug or something she ate that needed to clear her system. It was a nice 24 hour break from normal life.