I have been in a weird place recently. And I don't mean to Michael Vick's backyard, either.
As some of my friends know, I wasn't just in Minneapolis to see some old friends and eat some pork. I was there for a job interview. I didn't expect to get the interview, let alone the job, but wouldn't you know it, they offered me the gig!
Telecom, in the Midwest. Hmmm...seems I've done that before.
So, it shocked me even more when I accepted it. Who, in their right mind, moves to Minnesota before the winter?
((other than college students))
Just lil' ole' me.
However, the rub is my lease. I don't have a moving clause in the bugger, and it doesn't look like I'll be able to move without suffering a heck of a penalty. The new company offered to pay some of it, but it's still a lot of cash. More than I feel like losing.
So, unless there's a miracle tomorrow in the leasing agency, I'm going to be here, in the MidAtlantic for a bit longer.
I've been waffling on this potential move for a week. Appears that my decision is being made for me.