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[fox]

So holy crap: I got married. Every day I see the rings on my left hand and am surprised again how different they look than the engagement ring by itself. I am becoming accustomed to not just thinking of him, but also actually referring to him, as my husband - and other people aren't even blinking when I say it. And why should they - a husband is a totally normal thing to have, and they don't know I only got mine a few weeks ago. (It's feeling less odd to hear myself call his mother my mother-in-law. Probably because I've been thinking of her that way for a long time, in the absence of another label.)

We are trying to buy a house. Looked at a half-dozen places a couple of weeks ago; felt meh about all of them. (One, the smallest and cheapest, may be possible iff we pop it up immediately. We're not sure all the work it needs can be achieved for a price we can pay. Or is even possible or desirable, given the size of the lot.) Looked at four more this past weekend, and made an offer on one of them Sunday. Four bedrooms plus an office (so Himself won't take up a bedroom for his office in his three work-from-home days per week, of which I routinely writhe with jealousy, by the way), fantastic kitchen, no driveway but the neighbors said parking is never a problem, good school district. Got outbid by someone who obviously wanted that house way more than we did, so fair enough, back to the listing mines. Looking at a few more this weekend. OOF.

The slice in my finger is much better now. :-)

I e-mailed the doctor because she'd asked me for an update after I'd been back on my good nasal spray for a while; I told her the truth, which was that my ears are less stoppy but I still have a yucky productive cough and a lot of post-nasal drip. So she prescribed augmentin, which I'm on for the next million years two weeks, which means - of course - that I bought all the yogurt in the world. So far both the abx and the yogurt seem to be doing their jobs, but it's too soon to tell all around.

Himself has to go in for another round of surgical fun tomorrow morning. Poor bunny. This has been much worse than one was led to expect when one was discharged from the ER all those weeks ago.

My job has been slightly more bearable lately, but I would still prefer one that either offered more leave OR allowed me to work from home ever, and for a bonus where I could be a little more enthusiastic about the mission (a word I hate, but I know it's a thing all workplaces have). If you know anyplace that wants to hire someone like me - well, please call ellen_fremedon. But if you know anyplace that wants to hire two such people, do please call us both.

I voted today.

I'm never going to have enough energy to clean up the living room, so this afternoon I decided to try and do one thing per day and see if I can manage to get it tidy before our general leaving-shit-lying-around habits catch up with and overwhelm my picking-shit-up-and-keeping-the-place-orderly efforts. I am ... cautiously optimistic.

We were done with all our thank-you notes, but another present arrived yesterday.

There was a bear on the campus of NIH today, and you really should check out its twitter feed at @NIH_Bear.

Watching a little World Cup soccer, because we are such sports fans. :-)


And how are all of you?

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[ellen_fremedon]

I had an interview yesterday for a Production Editor position at the Urban Institute, and they mentioned that they have doubled their communications staff in the last two years and are still not done hiring. So if I get the job (and the interview seemed to go well) I could put in a word for you, and if I don't, you should check them out.