She got a verbal offer yesterday, with the formal letter to come either today or tomorrow. As of the 13th of this month, she will be a Process Tech at EvilCompanyThatNeedsToGoBankruptBecauseTheyFiredMe, where she will make a little over double my salary. It also means that if the notion strikes me, I can move out to Wyoming and not worry about how she’ll pay the annual ~$3000 in taxes, HOA fees, homeowners insurance, and all the other costs that come with living in a nice, big, expensive house, on top of her normal expenses, all without any help from me.
Not that I seriously entertain the possibility. More than a few times per day, anyway. Honestly, the only thing stopping me are the bitterly cold winters, and the fact that the nearest BigBoxRetailer to which I could transfer is sixty miles, one way. Meaning that I’d work the first hour and a half of every shift just to pay for the gas to get there and back home. Longer than that, actually, because I still have to pay Social Security and Medicare, even if I don’t make enough to have any Fed tax liability.