The Telephone Call
Me: "Hello, is this Square One?"
Square One: "Yes, this is Square One."
Me: "I just wanted to let you know we'd be dropping back by for a visit."
Square One: "Oh--Should we make up the bed in the guest room?"
Me: "No, there's no need for that. We won't be staying long."
Square One: "Do you need directions on how to get here?"
Me: "No, we were just there a few months ago. We remember how to get there."
In case you haven't guessed, the AEDC funding didn't exactly go as planned. I think they love us, they really do. But the well is dry. They don't have the amount of funds in the pot that we need. So, we're back to Square One. We haven't lost hope. Don't think that.
I'm just really tired of Square One. The decor there is dreadful, mid-80's mauve and it's just so, well, square. That's what I get for asking for a verdict on Friday the 13th. Monday, we're going to work on another option. Plugging away.