Talking while we're cleaning the kitchen tonight led to me asking him how his meeting went with his boss. It was a meeting he'd been looking forward to for a few days because it was supposed to entail going over his job responsibilities and deciding what could be farmed out to other people.
Craig paused before answering me. Then said this:
"So...how do you feel about living in India?"
I just stared at him bug-eyed while he started talking about how great the British schools were, and how far our money could go. When he was done, I spluttered, "But...we just moved here."
He smiled. "I know," he said. "I'm just messing with you."
The scary thing is, I know the company would *love* to send him to India for a period. He's already scheduled to go there for 3 weeks in January. I just don't want him to start getting any more ideas. *sigh*
