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Redundancy day....

Ooooh, I'm sitting here, all in a jitter!

The sun is shining outside, and it feels like the sun is about to break through thick, heavy black clouds in here, too!

I'm waiting for the phone to ring, and for Dave's voice on the other end saying he has been offered his redundancy!!!

It's all a bit scary, really... I'm mean, we're about to be rich and broke in one fell swoop! The redundancy will be nice, but at the same time, Dave will be out of a job, for God knows how long - he's 47 in April... It'll mean no more Swinburne, no more media office, no more student politics, that'll be nice... It might also mean trying to live off $600 a week, when our rent is $260, LOL!

It'll mean money to pay of the credit card, and finally be debt free... It'll also mean virtually no spending money...

It'll mean money for Dave to get lesson's so he can finally get a liscence... It'll also mean, no more taxis, we won't be able afford them...

I'm hoping it will mean a new and exciting career path for Dave - hopefully in niche publishing, but well that is up to him, isn't it...

The suspense is killing me... LOLOLOLOL!

Comments

loz said…
Oh gosh how exciting and scary all at the same time. I hope you got some good news this afternoon:D
loz said…
Oh gosh how exciting and scary all at the same time. I hope you got some good news this afternoon:D
loz said…
Oh gosh how exciting and scary all at the same time. I hope you got some good news this afternoon:D
katef said…
oh oh fingers crossed for you guys..... we were sort of in the opposite position when Si was knocked back for redundancy early last year.... it's such a double edges sword hey!

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