Well, it took nearly two months, but barring paperwork-related catastrophe, the job I first fired off an inquiry about on May 27 is mine. Got the offer this morning at about 1030 and was pretty happy about it. Called K and told her; I think "ecstatic" is too mild a word for her reaction.
Then, when she comes home for lunch she discovers that one of the major roadblocks to her getting financial aid for school has been taken care of. This makes her even happier, as she's been getting a major runaround for weeks.
A couple of Sundays ago K went to Athens to study and found a house for rent right next to where we used to live in family housing. This caused us both to start hoping really hard that I'd get the job so we could score that house while the summer housing glut was on. This evening we were back in the AHN to deposit her paycheck and scope out the house situation, now that fat sacks of cash (moneyhats!) were on the horizon. The house she'd notices was off the market, and she wa visibly depressed about it, but lo! only two blocks over was a MUCH BETTER house with a For Rent sign in front of it.
We stopped in the street and called the number on the sign. A nice lady answered and was surprised by my inquiry about the house; the sign had gone up only a couple of hours earlier. It's frighteningly perfect: 3br, 2ba, LR, usable but unfinished basement, attic storage. It's literally a thousand feet from campus in one direction and a thousand feet from Five Points in the other (that's the Athens Five Points, not either of the Atlanta Five Pointses). The neighborhood is beautiful, and the price is probably a little high but it's lower than what we were expecting and WAY lower than what Philly would have been (especially as a percentage of salary). I'm going to see it at 9AM tomorrow.
The only question is: is this all karmic refunds on the past 2-3 years of horror, or is it a layaway against somethiing horrible in the future?
Fuck it. Rock and roll, baby \m..m/