The Training Grant Adventure from Hell is over. Fucking finally.
I didn't think we were going to make it when I got to work on Friday at 6:30 AM.
I didn't think we were going to make it at 12:00 PM when we were still missing 3 biosketches.
I didn't think we were going to make it at 4:00 PM when we still didn't have the signature page.
I didn't think we were going to make it at 5:00 PM when Boss Lady LEFT to go pick up her son and attend his piano concert. (Nope. She didn't come back.)
And I really, really didn't think we were going to make it at 7:15 when we were still making copies and only had 15 minutes to get them assembled and downstairs to the FedEx drop-box.
But we did and it's gone: signed, sealed, and will be delivered Monday morning by FedEx.
And then I almost had to kill someone.
Because after I had run downstairs to the FedEx box and dropped off the boxes with the proposal inside, I came back to my computer - at 7:30 PM, mind you - and found this email in my Inbox:
Bethanie, if you have not already sent the proposal, please hold. Boss Lady might want to add another paragraph. Signed, -Other Chinese Person on the Proposal
My jaw hit the floor. I blinked very rapidly, certain I was seeing things. I was not.
And so I wrote back: Sorry. Just dropped it off. And I hit send, shut my computer off and went the fuck home to see my kids for the first time that day.
I found the lolcat below just now and it about perfectly sums up how I felt about that email:

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