So, it’s the end of May and we’ve heard nothing from HH’s job about the alleged transfer that could’ve taken place this month.
I guess the retiree was phantom. Or maybe he said, “sike! I was just playin’. I got five good years left in me.” Or maybe the yard master was just completely mistaken with his info and he doesn’t want to admit it now.
Either way, hubs still makes the 90+ minute trek. More wear and tear on the car and more cash out of our pockets.
We have A LOT to be thankful for this year, so we will be focused on that in the coming months. It just cooks my grits and sticks ’em to the pot that they dangled this carrot, and then snatched it away. Booooooooo.