Benefits.

January 18, 3ish o’clock, at work.

Being a lab scientist has its benefits. We can swipe dry ice for bottle-explody experiments, usurp broken cell culture flasks to store bug carcasses, and we have infinite cardboard boxes at our disposal when it comes time to move. And when it’s a record-breaking day in Sydney, Australia, we have the sensitive digital thermometers to set out in the shade in the courtyard for evidence.
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That’s one hundred and twelve degrees for you fahrenheit people. IN THE SHADE.

Job!Job!Job!

I’ve finally heard from my hopeful-potential-new-boss!!!!!

I just did a stationary happy dance that quite excited the dogs from a dead sleep and caused them to come and roll over on their backs to receive celebratory scratches.

Ben and I cheers-ed with some australian beers we picked up today during a dog adventure and I’m still all giddy. Hooooooorrrraaaaay!

I’m going to meet with my hopeful-new-lab next week and get introductions. I feel SO MUCH better about our financial security, and now I feel much less guilty about buying those three beers at the store today :)

PS: like everything else, it seems, beer is much more expensive here. Not quite twice as expensive, and I will be earning nearly twice as much as I did before, so there!