Just got the call. They want me to start tomorrow. I said no.
Hey, you think I’m an idiot? I told them sure! So I’ll be getting into the grind sooner than I thought. Which is ultimately good. They want me to come in at 9 instead of 8, which is good for my first day. Now it’s getting back into going to bed at a reasonable hour again.
Ironically, I was going to roadtrip tomorrow, but that’s what God invented weekends for. Happy days, you’re here several days early.