So that song's been in my head for a couple of days now for completely unrelated but incredibly awesome reasons. But it's a pretty good description of how we've been living around here the last couple of years.
Less so the last couple of months.
We haven't really mentioned it to a lot of people because there were so many potential ways things could go wrong and I got a little . . . superstitious, I guess is the best word. But now, today, on Thanksgiving . . . it's too exciting a secret to keep.
So apparently at Convergys they have this policy where if you're talking to someone and the calls drops for some reason you're supposed to call them back. Except sometimes the policy is you're not supposed to call them back. And it, like, goes back and forth. Because that makes sense, right?
Back at the end of July Luke go this call from this lady whose internet for her business wasn't working. And she was . . . rather unhappy about it. And trying to do several things at once so she kept dropping her phone. In fact, she'd previously been talking to someone else Luke worked with, and then after that call dropped she called back and got Luke. And was not pleasant. And the call dropped again. And Luke didn't know what the policy about calling back was at that particular time, but he decided to call her back since he knew the situation and then no one else would have to get yelled at.
Long story short, he couldn't fix the problem but he was able to get the lady calmed down - to the point that she actually offered him a job working for her because she liked how well he handled things so much. Which at first seemed to both of us a little To Good To Be True (tm) but the website she gave him was (and is) quite legit and the money she quoted was so good as to qualify for ridiculous, so in the end we thought, why not? Worst case scenario, it's a total scam and we waste some time.
Long story shorter, it wasn't a scam. Luke has been working part time for C Three since August, he left Convergys last week, and goes full time at C Three on Monday. And that is what we're dedicating our feast to today.
I have no idea what exactly he does now. It involves energy . . . and analytics . . . and stuff. It makes sense when Luke explains it, but not quite enough for me to turn around and explain it to someone else. So, you know, he's a transponster. Or something.
Anyway . . . we're kind of over the moon. Like I mentioned back in April we've made a few changes to the way we money around here and a few other things too, and we're pretty sure this is the cosmic, spiritual, good-karmic result. Honestly, this is the best year we've had since we've known each other. Everything is falling into place, and thankful doesn't even begin to cover it.
so I'll just say that we've had these moments
and these moments
and there will probably be more . . . but for now we're just thankful to feel more secure, and like we really can move forward with all the plans we've been making for the last six years. Because we're coming up on the six year anniversary of when we got engaged - which is almost as trippy as the part where high school was *cough*way-too-long-ago-and-we'll-not-mention-numbers-again*cough* . . . oy.
And then there's the part where this is the first Thanksgiving we've ever had where neither one of us has to work. That's pretty awesome. (dude, we haven't even had Thanksgiving dinner on Thanksgiving Day most years . . . )
Happy Thanksgiving, everybody! (or Thanksgivukkuh if you're Eric)
P. ost S. cript
Such a tragedy that somehow we missed this one when I was a kid. But we'll be watching it tonight while we eat our pie. Someone decided we needed four. For the two of us. (hint: it wasn't me) On the plus side, at least we'll still have plenty of dessert if the orange-brownies-from-pinterest experiment I decided to go with this year flops.