Uncle Sam does Vegas!

Ok, let me rephrase that. Uncle Sam is paying me to go back to Las Vegas. How? I'm getting a larger tax return than I initially expected, which will pay my way back to Vegas. This past week @ work wasn't so bad, but we didn't hire anyone either. Our V.P.'s mother passed away from cancer, so that put a delay in our plans to hire someone. The good news is that the guy John (my supervisor) and I like is still available to work for us. But I still took a half day off yesterday to go interview for another position in case I'd decide to stay here in PA.

I'm happy that I decided not to buy any furniture when I got back here last July. I'd just have to get rid of it like I did last time I left for Vegas. The only stuff I'd need to take would be my clothes and my TV and PC. Then again I may just get rid of the PC & get a new one when I get to Vegas. But the TV is new and I'd hate to get rid of it.