Mission to Mars

You knew this was going to happen at some point, didn't you?

You know, I sure did. I wonder why I didn't do anything about it. Like spend two full weeks applying for a tenure track professorship, writing a research proposal from scratch while H did all childcare and housework, in addition to s full time job with an hour commute.

But why didn't you find something inside P&G?

Ah good point, everyone. I should have taken something I didn't want. I should have applied to all those positions I was reading that sounded dull where the work I didn't want to do is managed by an idiot boss I didn't want to have. Boy I really should've made a lateral move to immediate discontentment. At least there wouldn't be any uncertainty about my job satisfaction.

The more I mull it over I guess I felt like if anyone is up for the challenge, it's us. The brave who stayed among us. The agile, the fearless. The loyal dedicated to the cause, and to each other.

As for my boss, the one I recently said I'd want with me in a plane crash or on a survival mission, well maybe my wish is being granted.

Try to plead with the company who sold me to take me back? Come on.  Mom taught me better.