Paid the mortgage, made some very difficult time-line decisions, expect this job to last no longer than Aug 31 baring a miracle, or more customers.
Meeting is now set for 1pm. At least I know when that’s gonna happen. And I’m sure it’s not the “you’re all fired” meeting.
My stomach and my head hurt. Gonna be one of *THOSE* days.
Angst with Renee passing. Can’t control it, can worry about it, will try not to bother y’all with it.