I emailed the owner of the farm that I am waiting to hear back from about the cheese job. I'm sure it will elicit a response. It was a happy email about how my family and I are looking forward to potentially joining their crew. Now we wait (some more) for a reply.
Yesterday I went for a walk on the supposed frozen wetland behind my house. It is a beautiful walk up the serpentine path of ice through tall brown marsh grasses and reeds. And magically, the ice and the water beneath do what ever they like, because some areas are frozen and some are not. My EMT boots are the warmest thing I have for a winter walk and so when I fell through the ice, into the water, and under the mud, they were taken out of service. I'll clean them later but for now they are still a little wet. I am working tonight (right now actually) at the fire department. I had to wear something on my feet and sneakers are hardly appropriate, so I dug through my closet and pulled out my wild land boots. They are very good but they have not been worn in a while and are a wee bit stiff.
I'm just glad I am doing something other than waiting around for an email or a phone call. Instead I'm waiting around to take out the engine or the ambulance. Works for me.