Almost a bright idea

Just before I awoke on Wednesday, I dreamt that I was visiting my parents, and they were house-hunting again. I made a cute little joke about if they wanted to buy a one-bedroom condo. Then the alarm went off. I immediately thought, Oh my God! IF they still had that chunk of money in the bank from their adventures in real estate (when they moved, it them a while to find the right house), then they could buy my house to get me out the door, and then resell it. The more I thought about it, though, the more I realized it would be better to have them lend me the money and just pay off my own mortgage.

That afternoon at work, we had a little meeting in the CFO's office about "quality office responsibilities." I was hoping that it would amount to them saying they had no interest in making me the quality director, so I could quit and collect unemployment (due to lack of advancement opportunity). Instead they were talking about removing all QC responsibilities from the Quality Manager, which would naturally land at my desk. Not exactly saying I would get a promotion, but close.

When I leave work, I find a voicemail from a company in Tucson looking to schedule a phone interview. (The HR lady pronounces it literally, as in "tuck sun".)

So, I get home, and check my MegaMillions ticket (didn't win a damn thing), and called my parents to see if I could borrow roughly $125,000. Just a normal phone call... Unfortunately, they have since sunk all that money into retirement accounts, and are not able to pull it out. If my condo weren't so non-liquid right now, I'd complain about the lack of liquidity in their assets.

Still no offers on the condo, and no showings on the horizon. We'll see how the interview goes, and whether something big happens at work in the next few days. My bright idea for instant escape, however, did not work out, so I am stuck waiting.