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prosodicI just got a rejection email for a job I applied for at OU back when we thought we were going to Tinker.
I already assumed I didn't get it, considering that they didn't deign to respond to my application within a reasonable amount of time. But I find it quite hilarious, actually, considering circumstances have changed.
Anyway...
I just got back a short while ago from lunch. Our lunches tend to last several hours. I will miss that.
One thing we will no longer do at Cafe Madrid - allow the owner of the restaurant to pick our tapas for us. He does bring what we like, but he always brings stuff that we're not too sure about. Today it was calamari and mussels. We ate them, but they're not our favorite things. So we'll just order off the menu from now on so we know for sure what we're getting.
I was assured that there will be a next time. They said we would have my farewell lunch at Cafe Madrid. Awwwww...*love*.
After lunch, we lingered over coffees (I drink macchiatos on occasion) and then walked around Heinsberg for a bit. It's a gorgeous autumn day. Warm enough to wear only a light jacket, with just the slightest hint of crispness in the air. We stopped in another cafe for more coffees (I had tea this time). All in all, just a lovely afternoon with my equally lovely friends, and I'm getting more and more sad about leaving them.
It seems that overnight, the leaves on our Magnolia have changed (they are still mostly green, but are now taking on a yellowish-brown hue) and the ladybugs have started taking over the world. I love this time of year. I'm getting the nesting instinct that I always get...the longing to make thick stews and bake breads and apple crisp.
I have done nothing moving-related today whatsoever. I am really at a loss about what to do. Most of the work is Lance's to do...all the paperwork and stuff, anyway. I'm just supposed to continue checking the real estate listings and perusing job ads. And I sort through stuff here and there, deciding what we'll keep and what we'll get rid of.
I already assumed I didn't get it, considering that they didn't deign to respond to my application within a reasonable amount of time. But I find it quite hilarious, actually, considering circumstances have changed.
Anyway...
I just got back a short while ago from lunch. Our lunches tend to last several hours. I will miss that.
One thing we will no longer do at Cafe Madrid - allow the owner of the restaurant to pick our tapas for us. He does bring what we like, but he always brings stuff that we're not too sure about. Today it was calamari and mussels. We ate them, but they're not our favorite things. So we'll just order off the menu from now on so we know for sure what we're getting.
I was assured that there will be a next time. They said we would have my farewell lunch at Cafe Madrid. Awwwww...*love*.
After lunch, we lingered over coffees (I drink macchiatos on occasion) and then walked around Heinsberg for a bit. It's a gorgeous autumn day. Warm enough to wear only a light jacket, with just the slightest hint of crispness in the air. We stopped in another cafe for more coffees (I had tea this time). All in all, just a lovely afternoon with my equally lovely friends, and I'm getting more and more sad about leaving them.
It seems that overnight, the leaves on our Magnolia have changed (they are still mostly green, but are now taking on a yellowish-brown hue) and the ladybugs have started taking over the world. I love this time of year. I'm getting the nesting instinct that I always get...the longing to make thick stews and bake breads and apple crisp.
I have done nothing moving-related today whatsoever. I am really at a loss about what to do. Most of the work is Lance's to do...all the paperwork and stuff, anyway. I'm just supposed to continue checking the real estate listings and perusing job ads. And I sort through stuff here and there, deciding what we'll keep and what we'll get rid of.