Happy Dance Day

It was so hard to keep a straight face this afternoon. All I wanted to do was whoop and giggle. After spending a couple hours working with Ed on a corrective action plan for a problem that occurred while shipping out the last order for T-company yesterday, he looked at me and asked if I was ready to go full-time. I said, “Yes sir!”

I spent some more time with Ed later going over some initial paperwork. He will be in Tennessee on company business next week and then late in the week we’ll finish the paperwork and I’ll start full-time on 3/21. I will have uniforms so I don’t have to keep ruining my own clothes. And I will have INSURANCE!!! I will be making $8 an hour. That may not sound like much, but when I only made $105 total all last year—it’s a fortune and a blessing.

I was able to contain my excitement until I got home and then I started doing the happy dance. I called Nelson right away, because I had to tell someone. He was really excited for me and appropriately supportive. He was very happy to hear that there would be insurance!

After I talked to Nelson I called my PO. I needed to check on permission to go with Nelson’s boss and wife to a Seder meal. I also wanted to talk to her about therapy. When we moved here my therapist wanted to close my case, but the PO’s thought that I should maintain therapy while I transitioned. Now that I’m working full-time I can’t afford to take off a day every two weeks for therapy. I was extremely pleased when I talked to her. She granted permission for the Seder meal and told me that she felt that I was sufficiently transitioned so I could close the therapy! YAY!

So it’s a happy dance kind of night—and the daughter is bringing us home Long John Silver’s for dinner. Oooo, and CSI is on later. I’ll probably make another cup of Chai and just settle in to enjoy the good feeling.

Hope you can happy dance about something in your life too!