A week has passed since I received the terrible text and man, it took a minute to recover from seeing it. Things are great now, but wow, that was a blow.
Life continues, with tighter boundaries for some people.
In other news, we hired a new supervisor to replace me, someone from the bookstore, and I'm relieved that my time as interim supervisor is almost at an end.
Also, Hubby and I have a trip to Salt Lake City planned for the week after Thanksgiving, and I'm excited to head down there and have some chill time at MIL's home (she is currently recovering at a rehabilitation center from a broken leg) and see everything again.
Then, at the end of February, Hubby's third (of three) work leadership conference is happening in Atlanta, and we'll be flying there and spending almost a week. We also have a trip planned to Seattle, by train, to see a musical we've been told is great - Come From Away - and it's showing during my birthday weekend, so that'll be fun.
Looking forward to the holidays, as well as being done with this lovely position. I've learned a lot and feel more competent in quite a few areas of the bookstore, but I have no desire to ever supervise anyone ever again. It's just not something I care about doing.