Thanksgiving Follow-Up

In follow-up to the post the day before Thanksgiving, I found a dress to wear to the wedding on Friday, then proceeded to leave it in the closet. I blame M - who didn't want to pack the garment bag with his suit and my dress. Wednesday comes around and he calls to say he's on the way, but traffic is bad, so I should bring down the luggage and the dog and he'll pick us up in a few minutes (after I've schlepped half of it downstairs). Anyway, I run back upstairs, then get the other suitcase, forgetting that he was going to put the garment bag in when he was done changing.
Traffic getting out of the city was horrendous, so we didn't get in to the in-laws until 12:30, where they were still waiting up for us (which was sweet) and wanted to chat for an hour or so (which was frustrating as I just wanted to crawl into bed after an 8-hour drive. When we woke up, we saw the gorgeous blanket of snow that was waiting for us, and the dog, who thoroughly enjoyed it. See the video here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-kIgFMbumBU

Thanksgiving Plans - Men are Dumb

We're heading off this evening to drive to the wilderness of western New York, where my in-laws are located and, so far, the trip has been somewhat of a black box. For instance, I found out over the weekend that Thanksgiving day dinner will actually be at M's (the hubs) aunt and uncle's house. No big deal.
Then last night, M called his parents to let them know that we may stop halfway if we don't feel like making the entire drive (7 hours) Wednesday night. I hear him chatting with his mom, and talking about a wedding. When he gets off, I ask if his parents have a wedding to go to over the weekend. "Yeah, but we were invited too, I just kind of forgot about it," he says, as we were in the middle of packing. Of course, my thoughts turn to what I am going to wear, and he is completely useless. "I guess the women will wear dresses," which means nothing, since he's from a small town that recently hosted an episode of "My Big Fat Redneck Wedding" (may not be the actual name of the show, but you get the idea, even if you haven't seen the show). I packed as well as I could, not really having many options, but I found a gray dress that doesn't seem too inappropriate (or likely to induce freezing). Men are dumb.

New Job

As you might be able to tell from the last post, I managed to find a job! It came about as a bit of an accident, and is a little bit of a long story, but I'll try to condense it and bullet it out.

• one weekend I am somewhat depressed about the job situation and expand the search to include medical office management, which I have done, and could do well, but would not be the most exciting thing in the world, especially after going to the trouble of getting an MBA
• the woman from the agency that had one of the listings I responded to called and asked me to interview with her
• I go and interview with the agency and they send me right over to a plastic surgeon's office, whose primary concern is that she wants an employee to stay with her for at least two years
• The interview goes well and she asks me to come to the office for a trial run (2 hours working with the current manager)
• She offers me the job, wants me to come in for a couple days the next week then full time, I tell her I need to talk to the hubs because he hadn't been home the past two nights and had no idea what was going on
• She interprets this as some sort of weakness, and says she'll continue to interview until I give her an answer, at which point I say that I will let her know later that afternoon
• I email her (her preferred method of contact) that I would like to accept half an hour after leaving the office
  
• The next day I receive a call from the recruiter saying that the doctor "was referred someone else by a colleague and wanted to go with her," so both the recruiter and I got screwed
• Next Monday the recruiter tells me she has another position
• I go to the interview, everyone is very nice, and they hire me, while telling me that they would prefer it if I look for other jobs while in my probationary period, so that I know that I really want to be there