The Witch is Dead!

Jason came home practically popping with excitement last night. He said we needed to break out the Champagne. (Don't worry, we don't really own any) :) He was filled with glee because yesterday marked the beginning of the end of a rather uncomfortable era at work: The Era of Dustin. Sorry if it sounds harsh, but Jason's soon to be old immediate supervisor pretty much made work life miserable for my sweetie. Jason's been laboring under the burden of an incompetent and uninterested supervisor for months. He's pretty much been doing two jobs: his own and his supervisor's. Now he gets to just do his own job. Yippee! Since Dustin didn't really die (he didn't even lose his job-just got transferred to another unit), I don't feel too bad prancing around the bedroom with my hard working and newly liberated man singing, "Ding dong, the witch is dead!" What's good news if you don't relish it, right?