Well, I better get mingling. I really should be talking to people that *are* somebody. But it was fun!

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So I just published my ranting and raving post from yesterday. It covers my attempt at getting O to nap on her own and then the frustration that is 11th-hour interview prep with a sick toddler who woke up every 3.5 seconds. And wraps it in the joy of being sick and having mood-altering PMS.

It's amazing the difference 24 hours and a job offer can have on a person.

What? Yeah it's only been 24 hours. Amazing, huh? I know it takes me by surprise when I really stop to think about how little time ...

Ohhhh. Job offer. That part.

Yeah. Yours truly has now interviewed for exactly one job in her three months of searching, and was hired for said job within 3 hours of my interview. Why yes, I *do* answer to Rock Star, thankyouverymuch.

And all this transpired without even a glance at the hot-off-the-presses just completed and now entirely pointless professionally redone resume.

Le sigh. And it was a nice resume too.

I start part-time next week, full-time the week after. No-one has mentioned this to Miss O yet, so I'm trying not to worry about how she's going to react. Because it's going to be legen- wait for it -dary. Oh yes. Mommy will suit up and O will pitch a screaming hissy fit the likes of which have likely never been seen before.

If she wasn't so sick, I might try to ease her in a day this week before hitting her with it every day next week, but honestly, I don't know what difference a day or two will make. I'm not even sure I'm doing her any favors starting her part-time (ideally 12:30-5:30 - assuming they still do the part-time afternoon thing. I need to check tomorrow) instead of just dumping it all on her at once. Bean is totally fine with going every day, she thinks it's great. O will be a whole 'nother story.

I mean, it's remotely possible she'll surprise me and actually do well. But I doubt it. This will be hard for her. Hard for me, too, I'm sure, but after the past couple scream-a-rific days I've endured, it's not feeling like a hardship to sign her over to someone else :) Of course, now that I've typed that I've begun my internal panic that someone is going to shake her because she's not what one would call a calm, cool, collected toddler.

Anyone have any guidance for this? Please? Or, if not guidance, perhaps some toddler-approved valium?
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