Blogger ate my original post. :P But here's my weekend.
Saturday
Took an exam. Remembered how to program in C++.
Joe's grandmother died.
Made dinner for Joe and Jana. Didn't know what else to do.
Sunday
Went to Mass. Twice. Saw Art get confirmed.
Bought Thin Mints.
Made dinner for Joe.
Watched Shrek 2.
Went to the wake. Felt out of place. Looked at pictures. Met some nice people.
Was glad Joe's family had leftovers from the previous night.
Monday
Tried not to obsessively check email every five minutes.
Made dinner for Joe.
Went to the wake. Met some more nice people.
Stopped at Wal-Mart for pantyhose.
Checked email. Got the job. Had no one to tell.
Tuesday
Determined to be dressed and completely ready by the time Joe arrived. Almost was.
Joe wanted to check my email. Told him I got the job. Accepted the offer.
Went to funeral Mass. Felt a little out of place.
Was oddly glad to be there.
Admired my boyfriend.
Got congratulated on my new job.
Found out Joe's tests were cancelled. Drove to D'Youville to make sure.
Bought ice cream to celebrate.
Put Joe to bed. The reality of his weekend was starting to set in. It's hard being the strong one.
Wrote resignation letters.
Called home.
Watched The Stepford Wives and had ice cream.
Wednesday
Gave my notice at work. They're taking it well.
Joe made me dinner.
Played Ultima and got most of the way through Britain. :)