After careful consideration, Steve quit the new job. Had we done some math in the first place, he never would have taken it. Basically he would have been trading a 25 hour week at an easy job that he already likes for a 40 hr week working a lot harder and making less money. Yes, it's true. Even on an average week at jets he makes more that a 40 hour week at $14.50/hr. If he has a good week, he'd be making more... in half the time. If you figure in the airport work he does, he makes a good deal more than at $14.50/hr. No insurance, but hell, we could buy insurance with what he makes at the airport. Not that he was guaranteed to have it at the warehouse anyway. So, back to our normal routine and social life, even if it isn't an incredibly busy one to begin with. Oh yeah, and free food from Jet's! :o)
So, now Steve has to tell his mom... who by the way doesn't seem to care as much about how much money he makes as she does how his job title sounds. Oh, and whether or not he has insurance. That should be an interesting phone call considering he also has to talk to her about his dad wanting to invite her ex boyfriend to our wedding. She already mentioned, about 60 seconds after we told her we were getting married that "he better not be invited!" I wish you all the luck in the world in that conversation, Steve. There is a slight possibility that she wont be talking to us for a little bit.
In a completely unrelated but comical matter, yesterday I was doing dishes, Steve was taking a nap and the birds we make not loud, but pretty much constant noise. They were play fighting like most animals do. Then all of a sudden I hear Dewey say "Owwwww! Stop it!" the tone in his little Quaker voice made it unforgettable. Very cute.
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