Nation...on Friday 1/22, I was given a stellar review of my work in 2009. So much so, that I felt it was time to propose a request to my boss that she allow me to restart my lunchtime classes at the gym across the street. She hemmed and hawed and wondered why I couldn't just work out for 30 minues and be back in 45, but I persisted, explaining that the classes last 1 hour and I'm old and purposely move slower so I don't slip and get hurt. Well, whatever part of that, she said yes. I was like on Cloud 9, but now can no longer use the "my boss won't let me go to the gym at lunchtime" excuse anymore.
On the homefront: I'm sure I've addressed here previously the fact that the husband has had no DL since 1984. Early November 2009, I began my letter-writing campaign to then governor Corzine asking him: 1st for a complete pardon (they called me and said they couldn't do that), and 2nd for an investigation into the DMV recordkeeping and some definitive answers to when he'd get the DL restored (that they COULD do). Weeks go by and we heard nothing. I figured it was lost in the black hole of state red tape. Lo and behold: January 5th, letter arrived from DMV (to me) re: the husbands DL. The term suspensions have expired (they didn't indicate how long ago), and all he needed to do was submit documentation that he completed the IDRC program and be re-evaluated. He completed that program in 1994 (still has the original signed form. Bless the pack-rats, I say) and today is the re-eval. Hope he keeps his jaded attitude to a minimum during the interview.
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