then the phone rings

Yesterday marked the three-month-iversary of working at the Cow Box Computer Company. Tomorrow marks the day that The Captain gets the first half of his bonus for referring me to the call center where we both work, contracted to different companies. I don't know that either one of us will still be working there to collect the second half of the bonus.

Yesterday was also The Captain's first day of training for his new contract at the call center. While he's in training, we will literally not be able to see each other during the week. By the time I get home from work, he'll already be asleep, and he's out the door hours before my alarm goes off. Luckily, this is only for 4 more days.

I interviewed today at another company who provides onsite tech support for businesses of various size, from small local shops to city-wide services, to nationally released products. The HR manager promised me a call back this afternoon for the second round of interviews with the supervisors at two of the businesses they have contracts with.

The catch? The Captain has an interview there today, too. We could theoretically be competing for the same job. There is more than one opening, but that doesn't mean there aren't more applicants as well. I know that The Captain has more technical knowledge and experience than I do. But I have more experience with the types of equipment that are used in at least one of the businesses. We'll have to wait and see what happens after his interview in a few hours.

my frisbee brings the noise

I doubt anyone will notice, but one of my recent'ish posts has been taken down. The more I thought about that one, the more I realized that I'd totally failed at making my point.

The point is, I'm done apologizing for being happy.

Maybe I'll come back and elaborate on that. Maybe I won't.

The Captain's contract with the tax software company is rapidly drawing to a close, and they've been incredibly overstaffed since Tax Day has come and gone. So, he got sent home the other day and we spent the weekend with some of his friends. They've been together for years and just recently finalized their marriage.

We went over to their house for the maiden voyage of Grill-zilla for the year, which involved grilling at least five different types of meat. After The Captain stuffed himself silly (there really wasn't anything there that I could eat without spending the next two days vomiting every seven minutes, so I just drank entirely too much soda) we checked out WebKinz with Rob's 10 year old daughter. Apparently The Captain is the Coolest Guy Ever to this kid.

After dark, we went to the beach with a light-up Frisbee and the kid. We shucked our shoes and waded in the water, which surprisingly wasn't as cold as we'd expected it to be. Before our toes got eaten off by the crap in the water, we went across the street and started throwing the Frisbee around.

This kid was hilarious. She'd throw the Frisbee, and it would go absolutely nowhere near any other person, so she'd run and chase it. She really didn't even need us to play with her. For at least half an hour, she threw and chased the Frisbee, only stopping when her little legs wouldn't run anymore. The Captain ended up having to carry her to the car.

Tracie and I hung back, watching The Captain (who at this point had his shirt off and jeans rolled up to the knees) carrying a limp 50 pound child to the car. We talked about how much he's changed just in the last year, going from the guy who swore he'd never have kids and didn't want anything to do with kids, to the guy who'd take his best friend's kid out to the beach and play with her for hours.

He looks good with a kid. He's going to make a great dad some day. Hopefully soon. Ish.