Pop!

First off no I am not pregnant. At least I am PRETTY sure I am not. I'll know for certain next week but it's doubtful since you have to have s*x right? To get knocked up? I think I'll Google it.

Anyways, I am not even sure where to begin. Yesterday I thought I was going to forgo Wordless Wednesday and give you super awesome news. But then my happy bubble was popped. Did you hear it? Yep it was pretty loud when it popped.

So after my bubble was popped (that sounds kinda wrong) I was put into an emotional funk. Thus my crappy post yesterday.

So what I WAS going to post yesterday was that I thought we were staying put here in my hometown!!! Yay right? Bud met with his current boss Tuesday and told him about our pickle. That we have a house we can't sell up north, a small amount of funds to rent a place here, and our sanity level decreasing as we continue to live with the in-laws.

His boss is pretty cool. And he loves Bud for some reason. So he offered to get Bud a raise. A VERY generous raise.

I was excited since it SEEMED like Bud was going to go with it. My happy bubble grew even though I tried to tell it not too.

Bud talked about being able to rent a place. I thought, "Yep we are staying put."

NOPE!

Bud decided after much thought (an entire night of sleep) that he FELT that we should go with our original plan of going back up north. That he had pulled a lot of strings to try to get back up there and that he didn't want to burn any bridges.

Also, he was afraid with getting a raise here that he would out price himself and that if something happened to the company he is with here that it would be difficult for him to get rehired for the same salary.

So my bubble popped. And I was pretty much in a funk. Deep down I KNEW he wouldn't take the offer. I just hoped my little bit of hope that maybe, just maybe he would.

So pardon me but I am going to go crawl in bed and eat my weight in Ben and Jerry's.