I started to type thanks in the comments section of the last post, but it got long so I'm making a new post.
THANK YOU. (Also to my friend who sends e-mail rather than comment here.)
Interestingly, my own feelings, a few weeks out, mirror your comments, in nearly the same ratio: 7/8 "something better will come along/it wasn't meant to be" to 1/8 evil-e.
Also, I keep remembering when I was hired by the Teamsters. I'd just completed two years at home with Monkeyboy for his first two years of life and RFB and I agreed it was time for me to start earning money again because Monkeyboy was old enough, and could benefit from, a quality day care facility we'd scouted (at the IRS, of all places)
My pal who was in the Teamsters Communications Office knew I could write a decent English sentence and was looking for work. He arranged an interview for me with his boss, who was hiring.
I was offered the job, but lost it because I couldn't start soon enough. (They needed me in two weeks and I felt we needed a month to get Monkeyboy comfortably transitioned into day care.)
They hired Mr. Congeniality, who turned out to be anything but. He alienated everyone in the office in record time. By the time they fired his ass, I was now available on shorter notice.
Voila, the most silliest resume progression in human history: Stay-at-home dad to Teamster staff.
Again, thank you everybody, your good wishes really warm the cockles of my heart.
(Does anyone know exactly what those are? I don't. But whatever they are, they're definitely warmed.)