I know I'm not supposed to get my hopes up but I can't help it. Hubby is leaving next weekend to go to Louisiana for a job interview. If you're a praying person, please say a prayer that he gets the job.
From everything he's heard for the company so far, the job is his. But until they actually say those words to him I'll be holding my breath lol. Don't worry (or celebrate), I wont forget to actually breath.
Even if he doesn't get his job we're still going to move down there eventually. I can't begin to tell you how damn happy that makes me. For so many reasons.
There's only one thing that I'm more excited about moving home...the birth of my grand daughter. That's why we're hoping to be down there by the time she gets here (she's due on September 1st)!
So yeah, say a prayer for us. Cross your fingers, and your toes!