I'm doing it. Or, at least I'm in the beginning stages of doing it -- of getting the hell out of this "I hate it so much I can hardly breathe" job o' mine. There is research to be done, there are things to be put into place. But, cross your fingers my pretties, here's hoping that eventually, I'll be gone from here ("eventually" meaning "hopefully by June").

O happy day!

In other news, my Mom came home from the hospital on Monday. She's doing great, but I still worry that she'll try to do too much too soon. (Who's doing the mothering now....)