This entire day has just had a strange feeling to it. Today's was K's last day at the vile manufacturing plant. As of 3pm this afternoon, they've shut their doors and locked the gates. This is a good thing in many ways, but it is bittersweet. He's been there over 9 years. And it's always more comfortable to leave a job because you're moving on to something better, not because they're going out of business. He is now officially a full-time dad. He's excited about that, and has enthusiastically volunteered to handle the potty training of our little darling. Who am I to argue? Wednesday he meets with a counselor for the Trade Adjustment Assistance program, which will pay for him to go to school full-time for up to 2 years, and collect unemployment at the same time. He's settling for a medical assistant's program at the local community college, which will eventually (hopefully) lead him to some sort of position in medical records management (long story short, the health records management program at the local cc has a 2 year waiting list, and he can't wait that long). He'd wanted to go into their environmental technology program, but apparently the T.A.A. counselor didn't think there was enough of a demand in this area for that degree.

These next 2 years are going to be stressful, to say the least. But we're used to that. I could give you quite a list of things we've been through since we met, but no one wants to hear me whine about our troubles. And it takes too much energy.