happy happy joy joy joy

Hubby just called. His boss tried to "freeze" him in his position at work -- he knows the recipes by heart and, well, stoopid Stouffer's doesn't have certain ones written down anymore, just count on hubby to make them. He's been trying to change shifts so he can get back into school and work fewer hours because he'll get paid more per hour on the night shift. Well. While he was out sick due to the medication changes, they granted him the shift change. He still gets it as soon as they give him the paperwork, so we're thrilled. Less stress, more stable hours, etc. I'm so happy, but nothing compared to the joy and peace and happiness I heard in his voice.