Yeah, starting at about 9am, I'd start half hourly to check and see if she was on my street yet. I think she has some kind of personal vendetta against me, my house tends to be the last house she delivers to.. And not to mention all the times a white packet would happen to be in her hand, I'd be watching her like a hawk to make sure it came to my house!! I'm sure she will appreciate the lack of stalking!
And I was starting to get a little negative too. Especially when you hear kids finding out after a week, or 2 weeks. It's like "WHATS WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!" I was actually having a blah day yesterday, I had a nightmare I got rejected from Disney the night before (the insanity was getting that bad
), then had trouble getting back asleep, and then esp. with the conversation I had with the woman at Disney. Ironic that the one day I wake with a major chip on my shoulder would be the day I hear something...
I would like to point out the reaction I had resembled something like --->
and
I am still so surprised by it all. I am kind of glad this was the way I found out. I brought a print out of the email to work and was showing it off to everyone. They are going to be more sick of me by the time I leave!!
YAAAAAAAYYY!!!
That's awesome! Tell her congratulations!
That pixie dust is powerful stuff!
Hey, you never know, I may run into her at some point in the apts. or parks! Whenever I find out where I am placed I'll tell you, then maybe we could meet up...