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I'm updating without responding to comments again. Fuck me, I'm a bad Internet friend.

So today, in the pouring-down rain, we went to Horsham to drop off our applications for the apartment that we want. We 'll hear on Tuesday, and if everything is set, we will be moving in July 1st.

This comes at a perfect time, since our bathroom has staged a revolt. Now, in addition to the sink not working and the shower diverter being broken, the mirror just fell off the wall and shattered. I'm waiting for the baby to fall asleep so I can go clean it up.

My husband started the new job yesterday, and he really likes it. I'm still having sticker-shock about the offer that they made him (and that he accepted). And with me starting work next month, it's hard to fathom that we have gone from below the poverty line in February to making over 70k a year in May. I'm not sure how to feel, besides overwhelmed.

He doesn't get his first paycheck until the 15th, so we have our last 500 dollars of savings to last us until then. Thankfully bills are paid and I just got groceries, so hopefully we'll be okay. I just hope nothing arises, and that his trip to training in Connecticut (sp??) isn't really really expensive. I can't imagine that it will be, since hotel and food are paid for, by as we know, gas prices are exorbitant.

Okay, enough about my bank account.

I started a Livejournal, for some reason. In case you're intersted, my username is btyrhrtout, which is in reference to that Distillers song that I have an unhealthy obsession with.

And I haven't seen Sandwich Girl from WaWa in two weeks. Maybe she doesn't work there anymore. Now I need another hot girl to have an un-requitable crush on.