Husband Did Two Complex Things (I’m Scared)
I am sitting in a state of bewilderment. My husband accomplished two very difficult tasks this week. All by himself. And he did them quickly. More quickly than I was able to. This scares me, and I am not trying to be funny. It also kind of makes me envious of his “get it done” skills. I like to think of myself as the “get it done” expert, but I have been outdone.
First, despite the post describing his pathetic attempts at job searching (and even theorizing about it), HE FOUND A JOB. FAST. Granted, the job has its pro’s and con’s. It’s in another city, which adds a great deal of confusion about where we will need to move next (due to not being near other jobs he knows he will apply for soon)…But it’s a job. And quite a nice-paying one.
Then…Please take a seat…He found his own room to rent. This, after I, the Master apartment and/or room-finder Extraordinaire, failed to even get a single e-mail response, despite my ingeniously crafted e-mails that made my husband sound like the roomate everyone always dreamed of but couldn’t find…And he got it CHEAP. AND CLOSE TO HIS JOB.
Goodness. What the heck is happening here? I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. Husband is growing up.