In the years that I have worked at my job occassionally a wayward email has come my way. These have always had information not meant for my eyes. They have always been eye-openers; some bad, some good. One came this evening just as I was shutting down my computer.
A little cut and past here:
Yes, we have her on the list and will be contacting you to schedule her
with the others. I was told she starts at 9:00. Do you want us to talk
with her right at 9:00? I thought we could talk to her and then you
could provide her with time to collect her things or we could arrange
for her to come back in and collect her things at a later date.
I'm out until Monday to enjoy my son's college graduation. I feel such release. I feel set free. I am absolutely ready to enjoy my long and wonderful weekend traipsing across the country to see my son, and to finally relax. And on Monday...(big happy sigh) there will be no surprises.
Have a glass of wine with me this evening. I'm happy.