As most of you know I have been counting down the days until my current (dreaded) job ends. I have 18 more days until my program runs out of funding! After that, glorious freedom awaits. Or does it? My life is starting to feel like a Choose Your Own Adventure novel with each page turn yielding a new, potentially hazardous, unexpected event. I am not sure if this new development counts as something good or something bad. Let me explain. Today my coworker told me that she found a new job. She is our current grantwriter. Great girl. I will definitely be sad to see her go. After she informed our boss, I sat at my computer and a thought struck me. My boss will ask me to fill her position. I shoved it away. Not possible. I don't have the qualifications. The thought kept running through my head until my intercom beeped about a minute later and she asked me to come into her office. I knew that my premonition wasn't completely off at that point. She asked me what I would be doing in the coming months after being laid off. I told her that I wasn't sure yet. (stupid answer) She then said she had a "proposition" for me. Hmm. Do most good deals start this way? Then she explained that my coworker was leaving, which I already knew but I pretended like I didn't know. After that, with her flourescent pink nails drumming playfully across her day calendar, she asked me if I would be interested in filling the open position. I tried to look at her without the despair that I knew would come across in my eyes. I tried to remain neutral and tell her I would think about it. She launched into a flattering speech about my ability to learn quickly and adapt. She said it would be a "smooth transition." But she promised me nothing more than the same pay and half the hours I currently have. So why did I tell her I would consider it? I am not exactly sure. It seems to me that I have three options at the moment:
Plan A: Find a new job QUICK, as in, before this week ends so that I have a legitimate excuse to turn down the offer.
Plan B: Tell her that I accept the new job, but with the stipulation that I work from home two days out of three (because honestly, I don't know how much more of that office I can take).
Plan C: Outright refuse the offer.
Uhhhh... I am a little rattled right now. I really dislike it when I have it set in my mind that I will be done with something or leave someplace and I end up staying longer than I anticipated. When I am done I am done. Maybe there is something else I have yet to learn from this situation. Help!
The herbs are coming along nicely. Especially the sage and the oregano.
The peas are starting to climb their little trellis.
Just take a look at those sweet, sweet peas.
The spinach is growing back after an unfortunate encounter with some bugs. The romaine looks like it's almost ready!
Everything's growing really well except for the poor broccoli. There were little green caterpillars all over it and overnight the leaves looked like this. 
