So far this week we have had two appraisers, two real estate agents, a home inspector and the “radon lady” in our house.
Today, the “radon lady” comes back to collect the equipment that hopefully has not been detecting any noxious gasses in our house (I accidentally typed “asses” at first and, really, I hope it has not been detecting any of those in our house, either). Also, one of the real estate agents is coming back to tell us what he thinks our house should sell for, and a representative of the moving company is coming to survey our house to get a feel for how much crap they are going to have to haul up to Radiator Springs for us.
*Quick aside to Dianna — the last time I saw the high-school-dating-guy-Mater, he looked more like David Crosby of Crosby, Stills and Nash than Larry the Cable Guy. However, if he has since started balding, has shaved all the facial hair, and hasn’t lost the weight he’d gained since high school, he probably looks similar to Larry the Cable Guy. He did not, however, look like either of those people when we were in high school. Though he has always talked exactly like Larry the Cable guy.*
Yesterday McH got a call from the Great Mamma Corporation asking him if he could start the new job March 17 rather than April 1. This is quite the conundrum. The agency really thinks he will be in Vietnam by mid March (I know, yay! right?); but if he starts prior to April 1 we will be eligible for more benefits this year, and one of these benefits is possibly the company’s adoption benefit. Which is substantial. So now we are put in the unbelievable position of having to decide, “Go get the boy asap, or try to put it off a couple of weeks so McH can start the new job sooner?” Because, you know, we haven’t been waiting forever on this whole adoption. Who wants to wait longer? But then, as long as it’s been, what’s a couple more weeks?
I! know! You all think we’re nuts now. We should hear back from the Great Mamma Corp. today about the adoption benefit thing, and hopefully have a better idea from the agency as to whether or not that final adoption decision is even signed yet anyway, and then make our decision on the start date. Feel free to weigh in here. I’m not promising I’ll take you’re advice, but I am curious as to what the rest of you would think/do in this situation.
Even if he puts off the start date until April 1 and we lose some of the benefits this year (because April 1 is the start of the second quarter of the year), I don’t think we’ll have to worry too much about the financial aspect of it all. You see, it’s not all set in stone yet, but it seems that McH’s current employer is not going to replace him when he leaves. He is just, apparently, irreplaceable. So, instead, they want to hire him as a contractor to just monitor the network remotely (from home in Radiator Springs) and do what other things he can do remotely (like reset passwords for idiots who lock themselves out at 3 a.m. and other stuff that I don’t understand). They are estimating 10-20 hours per week (closer to the 10 hour side) with occasional on-site weekend support/projects. Normally I would be inclined to veto such excessive work time, what with children and a wife who actually like some attention from him now and then, but there is going to be a 60-day opt out to the contract, and they are going to pay him by the week, not the hour, and the weekly pay? THE WEEKLY PAY? I’m not telling.
A certain member of my family (aka, the only people in the world who could immediately see a down side to this potential windfall) have already warned me that they will squeeze every minute of work out of McH that they can, and chew him up and spit him out. I’m thinking a certain member of my family just wishes they could make that much money dinking around on their laptop for two or three hours a night while watching t.v. I’m just saying.
Anyway, if the contract actually happens, and if it does turn into some sort of hellish, overworking nightmare, then he’ll give them the 60 days notice and be out, and our savings account will, in the meantime, have been replenished. Quite different than the years he worked full time and went to school full time both for his bachelors and masters and it was a hellish, overworking nightmare that didn’t pay squat. Except now. It’s paying off now. Anyway, with five kids we really have to at least try out these opportunities to prepare for the future when they come.
Okay, and if you’re all still reading this drivel you get 15 points. You see, this is the closest thing to a journal I have, so sometimes what I write really is just for me to record what is happening in my life so that someday my grandchildren can read it and say, “That wrinkled old lady said that? She did that? My mom/dad did what? Oh, so that explains why I squat on the toilet . . . ” etc. Other times what I write is to give you all a chuckle. And the best times are when it’s both.
And George, if you’re out there, Tewt the Newt and all.